There once was…

“There once was an ugly duckling” which tasted exactly the same as the other prettier ducklings. on that note I bid you all g’nite early to bed and early to rise makes John happy, bright and gay all day, well maybe not gay but certainly happy and bright…

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The rest home

I like the woodshed, a smell of wet putty and dead paint, but they wheel me out occasionally for a function and it blows the cobwebs off me although I no longer care. Once I was the cream of the crop and now, just yesterdays fare. It seems the seams have come away, afraid now…

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Shopping sideways

The first thing you hear is, ‘are you looking for God’ my answer is, no I am looking for a way out and not to the car park. A stark reminder if that’s what it takes that you only find Jeezus when everything else what you believed was in life breaks. These are the dangerous…

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Drinking the Nile

Horus without his eyes could see the lies that told untruths to him but felt the seed grow deep within that pinned hope to his heart and sin? the many or the few knew what the riddle was, the sphinx not being one of them. I was one among the many men who travelled chaotic…

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The rum punch

What you can do if you can is get through this as a man. Easier than it sounds when the ground’s always opening up to swallow you and you want people to follow you? you must be joking. if you look good you’ll do good and I could believe what I’ve read, if I sat…

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Intravenous

A good friend goes on to the end and doesn’t drop out half way through. I knew some of them men who were some of the best men You could wish for for friends. They say It all ends when the fat lady sings but give me the wings and I’ll fly to a different…

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What if it’s a blank screen

And all that we’ve done has been for nothing what if it’s an empty place how will we face the truth that religion was just a way of keeping us in check? Just a sec a blank screen could mean that we paint our own hereafter What would you paint? The laughter of children enjoying…

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Dream

It’s a virtual reality which is good enough for me…

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Watching events unfold

Back in the nursery back for a cursory look at what passed between then and the here now a mobile turns no child ever learns from this except how to be dizzy. Off to the playground as the mobile turns round, here and then and we become men as we’re all bound to do. Busy…

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Games

Low class no class do not pass go. Monopoly will topple me they’ll build a hotel on top of me, and then the moguls will take a pop at me take their best shot at me and that’s why I make the community chest my last stop…

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There is nothing at the bottom except rocks.

chinks of light that open in the midnight of sorrows and tomorrow’s just another way to get lost, ‘follow your heart’, they say and that’s just another way to get lost. under my flat cap is a route map where X marks a spot and it appears that X is not here, but I’ve been…

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Trick or treat

The tears in my eyes blur the lines of the lies that you told when you asked me to hold you I wish you’d told me then what I know now when I think it could have been and it doesn’t really mean that at all and each drop begs each drop to stop, but…

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Theatrics

There’s the pen, the page, an audience, the stage a play to play for all today. I am few and far between the footlights and the scene is changing constantly. It’ll be severance pay one day, one day we’ll all be screwed the pieces will still fit but we’ll all come unglued. Love the grease and…

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Short wave

The sun’s gonna fool you but the night’ll come to cool you down and out there in sub zero town you’re going to freeze. You might as well pack up and leave the leaves are turning brown the trees are hibernating out there where night is waiting in sub zero town…

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Comments section

I think if we get rid of the power grid and junk the pylons pitch out the guidance systems and ditch the bombs bring back discussion as a means of persuasion things might turn out okay…

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Flaky Friday

This power shower’s flummoxed me I turned the dial to forty three but I’m still sixty. Someone’s picked me for a sunbeam or am I shining in somebody’s daydream?…

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Ten past sixty

The first and the last time and that in-between time and oh! what a great time it was. it was the make or the break time the you and the me time a time to be free time what a great time it was…

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Buster

Life, the set of rules, the algorithm that fools everyone…

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