Landings

I see the midnight in her eyesone more little deathmore heavy sighseveryone dies. My demise if it happenswill be the biggest surpriseof my life, this conscious streamfeeds intothe unconscious dreamand I wait for everymidnight…

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The real Friday

It’s back toknit one, pearl oneand we end up withthe timebomb. This is your Captain speaking,‘ the ship is leaking ‘ ‘ expect the unexploded ‘ jsthe gun is primedthe bullets loadedshoot at will…

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mad Yankee?

Complicationshave a habit of arisingand we buy into that shinola, Corona,a drink from my youth,orange,but not as orange as themad yankee, Now, a virus and we askwhy us? a virus has no axe to grindit just finds a host and the mostwe can do is toprotect ourselves…

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The six -o -clock news

These are the politics of the privileged,the ultra rich and the Dandywhich is handy if you’re one of them, butno good at all to the likes of me, when they talk of better timesthey don’tmean for me nor for you, this is just golf club gobshiteby the white eliteand yetwe fight one anotherinstead of fighting…

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Puffs

Watching clouds fall off the edge ofthe window and wondering where they go. If I raise myself slightlyI might seethat this is an illusionand the horizonis not on my window ledge at all, that’s the problem,you’ll say he’s lazyand I’ll say that I ama dreamer…

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Pear shaped

The inevitable being delayedand mebeing somewhat dismayedthatwhat was on the table was lessthan the truth,decide to suck it uppucker up and waitfor the end…

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Within us

Finishedor it would beif we didn’t go on and we’re all good at going onor we’d be long gone. I go on because I’m awkwardor maybe because looking forwardis better than the alternative…

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Pumpkin Pii

Not sure that Halloween is a good idea this year,there’s more than enough masks being worn, and are we being worn away, eroded, railroaded? I’m downsizing, saying my byes in one letter or lesswellsomeone has to try it if only to see if it’s possible…

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All in the mind on a screen near you

No one’s going anywhere no time never soon so you might as well get used to watching four walls in your roomoryou can google trip around the globe,up to nowI’ve been to Curacao and blue bay beach,to Bogota and Amritsar,tomorrowI’m heading off again,anythingto get me out of this room and away from the rain…

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Burying the evidence

When the timecomes to goyouwillknow, Don’t stop at the red lightsnot even in Amsterdam. In my yachting whiteson a dinghy atMillwall Dockbecausewe all have to start somewhere…

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Traders

Kicking aside the decayingthe merchants are makingtheir way inandsetting up stalls, got to admitthose market men ballsmust be made of steel.they arethe all-weathernothing on the never-nevercash on the head menwho fear no dead men and I complain aboutthe prices…

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Bottled thoughts

He starts screaming insanelyand who does he blame,Me?wellnot on your nellyI won’t be your fall guy. What begins as a grimaceon a once quiet serene faceturns intothe thing you don’t knowandyou don’t know you don’t know ituntil his face starts to show itby then it’s too late. we,that is he and Ior him and meor…

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Rush 21

It becomes self-evidentthat if you start as you mean to go onand you go on as you startedyou will get to where you’re meant to go, the starting point is flexibleand in most casesinevitable, the process of changechanges all the time. six cups of coffee and this iswhat I came up with!…

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Class fives

We playeddown by the canal cuttingsnext to the sidingswhich were no longer used,but sometimesI could close my eyes andhear the wheels squealingand taste the steam wailingfrom the blackened stack pipes. Mostly all gone nownot even a scar on the landlike it never existed, the river still runsand that was always on time,in timethat will go…

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Duluxe

..and our new colour rangefeatures,‘Lockdown Blue’a light tone for you torememberwhat it used to be likeor if you likewhat it never used to belike. Paint your ceilingpaint the wallpaint your tearsas they fall ‘Lockdown Blue’covers allin one coat…

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Relentless

Like me, did you hold your breath to wait and see was it that long ago? They tell me that time’s eternala minute that stretches foreveror the moments we rememberthat never fade. And if now you knowwould you go and doit againwould you hold your breathsplash in mud puddlesdance in the rainwould you do it…

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The fifth life

I never liked closing the door on things, not even on the window where the wind whistles in at ninety fukin miles an hour,in a minute I may have to,blue in the face?yeseverything’s blown all over the place,either I go or the wind does, I’ll go and do it now…

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Groans inwardly

They throw you straight into the deep end,thank god it’s almost the weekend. retraining all my muscles to do what they used to dobut the ones in my legs are tattered andtornit feels like they’re almost worn out,a bit like me on Friday…

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I woke and this dropped out

According to Facebook,todayI have only a few memoriesto look back on,I crack onandthink what a carry onwhere have my memories gone? And I wonder,do I really rely uponthat which is so oftenwrong? I can hear whistling,it’s probably my brain boiling, you can’t ask Polly to put the kettle onthose days of a woman and her…

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off my chest

We,the ones just walking through the never-ending masterpieceleaving paint spots, dabs at raindrops, see the sunshine, hold these hands of mine the artist says.each day scrollwhite steam that rises from the freshly painted stack of coal,lights and yonder brighter. might a poet have his turn?the artist and the beggar each take sides to sketch the…

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