Writing the program

Things may break down into factions fractions fractals or linear matrices and the mind may become its own disease until it ceases working. Theories make me weary when I’m trying to validate them, I should shut the fuck up, but you know that I won’t…

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Zoned in

This is a big day and as it stretches away into the distance I feel small in a small way, but as it’s Wednesday it’s okay. Exercising my imagination by opening my eyes, one at a time, don’t want to overdo it. Anyway I got some rest and now must get dressed head off to…

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Hard truths

Draw the house that you wanted to live in and the people you needed for loving and the clock, but draw it not working. I really wanted to etch a sketch my future…

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Medium

They said that second sight negates the need for a referee, I disagree for I have seen and all too soon the afterlife, shook hands and bowed to the rising moon, had double shots with the sprits in my room and been, before I met, the harbinger of doom, or at least I think so,…

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Midweek

Philosophically speaking, thinking the bathtub’s leaking is wreaking havoc with my Wednesday. Any other day I’d be thinking those plug hole thoughts like we’re sinking, drinking the ocean dry to keep from drowning down in the deep and that’d be okay with me…

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Internal affairs

every time you acquiesce against your will, they think a little less of you. I write this on their toilet walls, ‘Anon was here’ because Anon can be anyone and everyone who is Anon is someone we know. perhaps that’s by ‘Anon’…

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Meaningless

So sometimes it’s like wanting to be full of empty and if the vacancy arises only to tempt me should I decline the invitation? anyway, empty is okay, nothing to get in the way of nothing when there’s nothing but emptiness. and sometimes when you’re empty and want to be full feeling the pull of…

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Four line plumbob

The day begins and how it ends depends on how it went, but the way it goes might be quite different…

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Darkness is not a colour

You can feel it, the night tapping at the door, like the tide coming in to the disappearing shore. Then the coldness comes to numb you and you wait for the noise which the day makes as it breaks, when the sun takes its place in the sky…

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Storytime

I read from Thessalonians the only ones who knew or so the story goes, but who knows? I also read the Famous Five, Black Beauty, the Secret Seven and the Diary of Anne Frank. I have a lot to be thankful for and I am thankful for that…

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Tongue in cheek

Think that Jesus died in Tooting from shooting up some dodgy gear? you’re wrong, he went away on holiday, took a different job and got away from the madness of his everyday existence, but he’d promised me assistance not this subsistence life I live.. ..and now the good Lord works for the water board turning…

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Mork

Dark matter matters but what matters more is the matter in dark matter and someone says, something the matter with you? If you think of a black hole as a giant Pac-Man swallowing planets like pills there’s something the matter with you. I haven’t showered yet and that matters, but that matter can easily be…

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Fortunately forever

It is never what you see or perhaps sometimes in the corner of your eye the girl you see walking by is real and you do see her. Many times on the tines of a fork I’ve seen Romans walk in formation talk Neopolitan thinking they were in Brooklyn but really just imagining. Murderous deeds…

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Before the coffee kicks in

What if, we’re just simulations running in the background of a cosmic fairground? probably not likely but if you’re like me then you wonder. The universal traffic lights, the stars that twinkle in the nights and can you tell me, anyone, who’s seen stars shine in the daytime? Programmed to roam across the screen we…

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October break

    While you’re thinking about the voice control someone is controlling the person that’s pulling your strings,   everything’s cloak and dagger for some and some things are cloak and dagger for everyone, I’m still wondering, who is it that pulls the strings and makes the canary sing?   It is as it is…

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Blips

  Rain, thinking it signifies the end of the Summer, I root out my galoshes, my raincoat  and sou’ wester one time a Beau Geste in the hot sand, but now best to take a hold of your cool hand and go splishing and sploshing and maybe some splashing as well. Autumn is upon me…

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Houdini did it

    Molecules, those chains that run through your veins bind you just the same as the chains in your mind.   You choose to adjust to, but nobody likes you so why bother?   We’ve always been tied, whatever powers there’s been we know that they’ve always lied and we in our ignorance (which…

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Inboxed

  Who else got a DM from the PM? We watch them scurry and wonder what’s the hurry they’re just getting more of the same and the same is a game of Monopoly moving society closer towards the brink…

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The missing link

  Blind Pew ran aground on a sandbank and gave thanks to the Lord, saying,  salvation was my destination and it looks like I’ve finally arrived and what was Blind Pew doing in a canoe? Falling’s exciting an adventure to delight in until you reach your stop. Piracy like poetry can be random and some…

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Formica top

    When you hear the ringtone, the dialling tone or any tone, put down the phone no one is at the other end there is no friend to chat too, you can’t get through to no one there.   As a very young man, I found that tying string to a tin can pulling…

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