City types

it used to be clickety clack for the typewriter hack, now it’s silent, well lit though with a shit green glow. Advance and be recognised? private eyes prying into private lives for publication, the public love this sleazy stuff and can’t get enough of the tit and tattle ‘troughs for cattle’, my dad would say…

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Sliced

I’m saying goodbye now because I know you’ll reply now but next year when you’re famous and embarrassed by your old friends you’ll ignore me and pretend you don’t me, I’ll remember that we were good together whether you do is not up to me, it’s the money and fortune and next year’ll be here…

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Collectables

I only climb up to fall, to feel that thrill when you call my name and we slide then to grip tight to see where it might go. We are devoured by daylight hours that eat us away, but the night holds sway in the kingdom of love. She mounts me in her album, I…

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Perilous

The power shower showered no power over me, it was water and I expected it to be. No surprise except for the soap in my eyes, but it washes out quick, slickly I pick me the best place to stand flannel in hand and then the water runs cold the gas has run out along…

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Theatrical evenings

After the magic man had packed up and gone we left too and never saw who they pulled out of the hat to take his place, in any case the pretender to his throne had been known to stack the deck in his favour. Across town where the Sun never shone, where the daffodils died…

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Cliff

In an art deco way I’d say she was beautiful, curves where curves should be dress below the knee eyes in which I see the lady looking at me…

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Theatrical evenings

After the magic man had packed up and gone we left too and never saw who they pulled out of the hat to take his place, in any case, the pretender to his throne had been known to stack the deck in his favor. Across town where the Sun never shone, where the daffodils died…

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