Monthly Archives: August 2015

The Gang

My boy Bar-abbas He was only young But when he winked, His young eyes shone And he was made of gold My brother Ernest He was even stronger He lived up to his God-given name But he lived no longer … Continue reading

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Black Frost

Black frost Jack’s soft Wax on Wax off He’s no fun I’m the better one Phasers Always Bloody Set to Stun TV Is in me I grew up easy No slavery No smack Just always A touch queasy I’m good … Continue reading

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My Cellmate

My cellmate Asks me For a piece of rope I cannot help We each keep A piece of rope Or belt Or fabric Because each of us Needs control And all that we Can now control Is the time And … Continue reading

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Festivaaal

A rush and a kick Because I used to be you, man. Standing, in the balmy summer air, sipping on a water bottle, squashing plastic, containing a litre of decanted cornershop Merlot. Grunting. Smoking. Laughing, smiling, and feeling almost young … Continue reading

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