The grindstone

It’s the wait on the station killing time as Indeed time’s killing me, slowly I am inexorably drawn like a moth to a flame by the stations that make me wait over and over again. Obsessive compulsive and that might be so, I still go though. Catch me on time lapse as I collapse. Life…

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Lighthouse lives

    There’s always space for one more phobia a place for free on social media, in the pocket of least insistence.   I resist the invitation I won’t add to this situation.   Nor will I make a song and dance to add to the clamour, but I shall remember that we and that means everyone…

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New growth

A cyborg with its umbilical cord walked into a minefield, nuclear yield one megaton. This is the next in the series of almost eerie jokes for the nerds jokes without words jokes that Joe wouldn’t get. I get it from the lead sucking it in from the genetically modified feed. They will, one day attach…

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Morning.

Quicksilver clouds like mercury passing silently like ghosts…

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My window

Out there where the Sun breaks its fast when the light breaks out and the last shreds of the night go to sleep a seagull chases a bumble bee a blackbird looks at a money spider quizzically a lark sings in harmony with a sparrow, out there in the fledgling day shadows of people shortly…

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The 03:23

Open hostility and a siege mentality when oxymorons rule. Some minds will always play in other people’s hands. I’m breaking through the barriers of camera flash and Chelsea tractors but somewhere at the back of me the front line moves up steadily. I won’t sleep again this night that’s right I won’t sleep again this…

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