45 revolutions

Tobacco dust in an otherwiseempty pocket,thankful for the makingsI roll a Barlinnie smoke these small merciesin an unjust livinggive strength even tothe unwilling. What if we never recoverwhat ifit’s all over? someone puts a coin in theWurlitzer and Elvis sings,Heartbreak Hotel…

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Failing

Rememberthat coping strategyyou gave me? it doesn’t work…

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The silences within

I choose to go therewhere the sunbeams dance andthe light cascades through your hair. in the streams,even if I dream of streamsthe diamonds shine in your eyes. In the Autumn of my timethere are no clocks herenone can chime, but I choose to go there…

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Weekly

I came to terms with Mondaysmany years ago,don’t like them but know we’vegot to have them,they’re a bit like headaches inthat we’re glad when they’ve gone. I feel the same way about Tuesdaysand Wednesdays,Thursdays are shitbut by FridayI get itfeel the buzzand buss that itchthe weekend flies by,the only hitchisMonday,…

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The longest day?

no matethe longest day isevery daywhen there’s fuck all,when the night won’t comebecause you’re watchingand the sun, though outisn’t warming,it’s a warning whether it’s‘the end is nigh’‘big boys don’t cry’or anything elseit’s telling you something. Despairis inevitable,(Sel’ the philosopher told me)butwe have to fight itand the fight can be winnable…

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Unlocking the lockdown

not so quietlybut tentativelystepping out, keep your distance!abouttwo metres a life metered out inmeasurements. shallow breathslet’s leave the deathsto the undertakers. Some expect‘business as usual’someusually do…

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Happy places in Hades

we’re never getting thereso stop asking. end, an anagram of denwhere we hide awayat the end circles?wellpersonallyspirals appeal to me,out of control thingsthat steal me away. but seriouslywe’re never getting thereit’s too latenow…

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