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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Springs and things

It is I that is wound up tightly, so the clock strikes me as being somewhat superfluous the chimes unmelodious and the case just an atlas in which to hide the map of my days. In the hourglass two ships both of them sinking while I sit here thinking what a waste. yet we cheer…

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Management systems

You wanna talk to me about waste? seeing no point because I cased that joint and it ain’t got nothing there. If I am here after midnight I might find tomorrow, or the day after that I don’t know. Being pricked by the spinning wheel I hear yarns which could not be real but I…

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The deep

Times I have lent, borrowed and spent are all bent around an old man’s little finger. I linger on long, long after the audience has gone, reviewing the past until at last I am satisfied. Wide of the mark I may have been in the city of fallen though I have seen the future and…

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