Crazy golf

I watch things like people sunsets daybreaks buses ordinary everyday things that move across my field of vision and play games with my imagination. When I grow up I wonder what I’ll be and I wonder will someone like me watch me too?…

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People people

Moving on another John, you say, ‘I never set out to meet the guy he just happened I don’t know why’ aye, says I, just passing by, says I. Serendipity is only there to trip me up and the incidence of coincidence is purely random. He’s handsome anyway in that handsome rugged way, I wish…

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The long way around

Madonna’s on a bender sending signals to her saviour who’s sat in the corner seat, on a tube? The jubilee at five fifteen, a scene like every scene I’ve seen when I’ve been here at five fifteen. I try to cut up shut up but it’s quiet anyway so I type these notes into an…

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The windows in soap bubbles

A nip in the air that pinches my skin wrapped up in swaddling to keep the warmth in I grow old with the memory of once being young not believing that this time has finally come. This is fun or ii could be if it wasn’t me but it is and it’s not. Wednesday is…

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