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The Threat Of So Much Promise

The threat of so much promise Used to keep me honest Not now though, pilgrim I look back but now I’m so far from it I used to have a kind of violent desire A faith in my cause An … Continue reading

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The Late Pompey The Great

My scramble for relevance Ended in Boredom and vomit When I decided to be dead again There once was a time I’d ask why The bullet to the head Was a very real option then And what price for failure? … Continue reading

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M*A*S*H

I’m watching M*A*S*H Wishing that I were someone like that Hawkeye Pierce Unfortunately chunkier And about 30% less fierce I think I could be happy With the alcohol production I could cope with the life on hold Enjoy the interruption … Continue reading

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What Am I Doing?

Turn off the lights. There is no glare that here can lighten me. There is no path that’s clear that I can see. Turn off the lights. Close up the room. I have no need of air or food or … Continue reading

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Thoughts While Exercising In The Morning

This morning I couldn’t quite Get out of bed But I did And exercised For thirty-something minutes You might say That it’s encouraging That soon I’ll be Productive And alive Again Don’t bother I spent thirty-something minutes Thinking only of … Continue reading

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Self-Censorship

Buddy can run self-censorship, but only when the censor’s sensitive to his needs, a relationship born to not work freely, an inner dialogue over which to obsess, there’s no room to confess – the censor’s on patrol, monitors your secrets, … Continue reading

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Making History

None of us made history Maybe one or two From the year above Or the year below. But my lot All recruiters now All accountants now And I just fuck about Drinking Playing Vid’yo games Hanging out And doing everything … 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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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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Delays. Obstacles.

Uneasy, uneven. Semi-controlling the breathing as the shadows pass by again. It’s not a fear, but it’s also not a game. I’m heartened by remembering the doubt that’s accompanied every previous endeavour, anywhere it goes (because no endeavour can be … Continue reading

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