Cinema

One main street, a hick town fifteen light lit at sundown, by the dock a boat, in the graveyard one stone angel looks towards the sky watching as a gull floats by Deathly still in hicksville…

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Sunday

The park is parked where it will always be, I can see the trees fidgeting in the early morning breeze as the larks lark about above the lake, I take pictures which seems pointless as these scenes are forever. And the church bells jump as they hear the tub begin to thump, knowing a sermon…

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Chameleons

    Captains of Industry?   someone should tell them the ship’s bloody sinking,   or are they just monkeys hell bent on nit picking?   I’m sticking to what I know…

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Clanking along

They’ll be warring in space soon about which side and what side the dark side belongs to, the Chinese will lay claim and give it a name that no one will be able to pronounce except for perhaps a billion Chinese. The cookie she gave me held advice which could save me, fortune favours the…

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Scheme D

Taking a stab at it but breaking a bad habit isn’t so easy. If I carry on it’s ten to one it’ll finish me and if I cease? will that give me peace of mind? I talked about the rock and roll of the tortured soul to myself in the mirror last night, I tried…

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Backfire

can’t find the right stimulation to escape from this tense situation, reputation precedes me leads me into a stalemate. they’ll over state the case just to put me in my place or to keep me deep in sleep which is how they’d like to sweep me underneath. but hells teeth and chicken feed I no…

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The 03:23

Open hostility and a siege mentality when oxymorons rule. Some minds will always play in other people’s hands. I’m breaking through the barriers of camera flash and Chelsea tractors but somewhere at the back of me the front line moves up steadily. I won’t sleep again this night that’s right I won’t sleep again this…

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Traffic

Some things hit you and like a speeding truck they.. ..no shit, really? Mum told me walk on the high ground away from the mad crowd, don’t let them grind you down, but I blew it away for a dime bag a day and romp in the hay now and then. Ah but we’re men…

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Syria

Syria. It’s a worrier and no wonder I can’t sleep. Do we stay out or do we go in with ‘boots on the ground?’ Harold said, ‘this won’t affect the pound in your pocket’ that’s torn it, the hawks will have orgasms, but no win, no fee or should that be no win, no free?…

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