Thinks in silence

The way we’re being led in, well, it’s doing my fukin head in. real in the unreal city, Eliot put it better, when he wrote, ‘ I had not thought death had undone so many ‘ who’s had a hand in this ‘Wasteland’ and where’s your love song now Mr Prufrock? so long which is…

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The P45 is not a gun

Here is a state which is known as divinity somewhere half ways between here and eternity look closely and touch on infinity and that’s where you’ll find me waiting. Bells ring in the chapel of all-saints where Michelangelo sings psalms as he paints practising for the Sistine since he was sixteen turning deaf to the wisdom within…

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