The edge of evening

Feelings that flow out in words that I know making sense of the nonsense around me. Poetry surrounds me preserves me and like a dry stone walling stops me from falling off the end of the world. Curled up in the bed I could be catlike and that like I like…

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Under pressure

The jet stream someone and their idea of a wet dream. I’m going Awol taking a bottle and finding a grassy knoll not looking at Dallas although Dulles is looking for me. Even in hindsight my eyesight is not right. I tried catching rainbows shows to me that I might be going crazy instead of…

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One more

It can’t be but I see it can, Monday is here the weekend’s down the pan. steady, steady I will rise in time and get ready, oh seriously! she nudges me at 04:33 coffee?…

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