The central heating pipes play me a merry tune as I stare out of the window with my eyes set on the moon and I know she knows that I think of her wondering where she goes when the sun decides to show its face. getting up is such a palaverwhen I’d rather stay in…
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Out the other end
Is this how it’s always going to be,liketry one, buy one, get one free,what is the government doing for me? they’regiving me earachegive a day, take a dayisolate yourself away. I think the cuckoo’s nest has beenwell and truly flown overandwe’ve all had our five cents ofelectricity, maybethat’s what this governmenthas done for me, straightened…
Limited
Can’t gouptowndowntownout of town,whatya going to do? stay indoorsplay indoors,slam the doorsin frustration? the situation’s getting worseandnot helped along by this little verse,butit’s Friday,relax…
This will be a fine day
it’s the wind-up to the weekendwhenthough weakened we feel strongerand the longer this day carries onthe stronger we become, butI won’t be going anywhereCovid’s given me a scare,it will be snakes and ladders,Cluedo, ludo and we all knowthese are games we play, and wine at the end of a fine dayis fineinmoderation…
Happy bunnies
When nothing falls off in the nightand you open your eyes in the morning,alright,it’s got to be Friday, the kettle has whistled its tuneI have steaming hot coffee andtoast coming soon, can’t see the Moon,butwe’re old friends…
Nips at heels
Look,the rising suntelling methe day’s begunand I should too…
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…
We might as well Van Winkle
Do you think we’re being doneordo you think this is the best andthere’s nothing more to come? give me strength ora length of rope. Can you tell mewhat’s the pope pontificating onis his day done or has he gone on holiday? Some say plenty and yethave nothing to say. I’m just glad that it’s Saturday…
Stealth raiders
..and the implant has you thinking,no way that you can opt out,you are permanently linked in,a part of the collective,read directive twenty two, science fiction sold as factor is it fact that’s science fiction? the rules are being manipulatedwe could be annihilated, that finger’s itching on the trigger…
Are you awake
has anyone seen,what happened tothat wonderful dream? Taken away!to float in thin airfor another day? the night brings no sleep to methe sunlight only bothers meage is creeping up on meandI’m becoming somewhat of amisery. under and over and over againthe dreams start to crank upthis tired old frameandare you awake,watchingthe mile-high blue sky,watchingme flywatching…
Double six
What we need is an escape podpainted blazin’ red like a hot rodto sod off out of here. can you smell that fearfeel it tingle down your spine? one more timewhat we need is an escape pod…
Tight corners
There’s not much room to manoeuvrein this air of doom and whatever,we need to clear our headsand get over it. Bit by bit we’ll all be lit andsome will sit on the sidelinesmoaning about the hard timeswhile others will just get on with it.andeven if doom is in the airbeingalive is being halfway therewe can…
This place
I think,oh really?wellit’s Friday andyou’re excused. bemused and befuddled( what words we use )cuddled upsnuggled inFriday won’t beginuntil the trumpet sounds. ask Jericho…
Silver bullet
Life before and life before even then. this is the end, the weak end,the weekend when men seekand seldom find, these are the lines on my palmwhere my future is written. well,the usual will usually be that. Friday could be,the pessimist would disagreesee,is that usual? changing?we all areand somebecome Medusa,somewhat of a legend. In a…
Bridges not included
This impotency where lockdown shows no clemency, will most certainly be the death of me, probably. Hedging the bet because I’m not there yet…
Saluting the flag
When the abyss looks more inviting than the life you think you’re living it’s time to hand your cards in. Deep? not as deep as the abyss…
The test tube
Yesterday, reading writing spending the night in, Today reading writing might go out or stay in, think I am melting and not felt like this in ages,…
Sinking below the skyline
How do you juggle the struggle when you’re on the edge of the stage and just what are we struggling for? going under is not too bad hard to breathe but we get over that. Harking back, tilling the land filling the land a shilling in your hand and suddenly you’re the King’s man no…
Jumping the advertising hurdle
It’s hard to get excited over a stainless steel fruit juicer, but so shiny so sleek it made me go weak lockdown’s killing me with things like triviality wonder what else I’ll see that’s shiny…
Breakfast menu.
renaissance with croissants. Unlimited tea…
