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The Hole

Once his ears stop ringing, once the ground stops shaking, he casts a startled glance around the panic room. It’s a small room, but it had taken some time to build. There are two mattresses and a sleeping bag, and … Continue reading

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Underground Child

I don’t know why, but the peculiar image is one of being on the London Underground, mid-evening, with my Mother. It’s that moment, that sensation, that come to me when I am low, when I am vulnerable, when I am … Continue reading

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103–04–a7r2r

(singing) Summertime, I’m in love, and the rain’s gone, there are clear blue skies ab- Hello? (singing) And there’ll be no more worries, or cares… As long as – Hello? Please confirm your position, I cannot trace you I cannot … Continue reading

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Reprisal

I confronted youAs dying men confrontThe necessity of death You know, I confronted youWith not a hope of victoryAnd not a chanceOf a positive result I simply stoodAnd stared at youAnd waitedFor the next move And you glared at meAnd … Continue reading

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Transmitter

This one is even new…   The studio is our bunker. We surface from time to time for cigarettes, for air. It is a long way past midnight and it is January. The steam rises from us when we step … Continue reading

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Fragments from “Diatribe”

Scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours, yeah, nails drawing blood down to the bone, friend of mine. That’s the way it goes, you need to draw blood and I need to lose some, so scratch away. Scratch at my … Continue reading

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Szickness

Stefan’s eyes are grey… via Szickness.

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Szickness

Christ, I was pretty prolific in 2010. This one is a bit of a mish mash but with one glaring item of artistic license, is a pretty accurate account of how I was living at the time     Stefan’s … Continue reading

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Careers Advice

This is something else from 2010. They were weird times. But part of me still sees the below story as ambition, rather than fantasy.   There are shells falling outside again. I’m in the meat locker, it’s a big room. … Continue reading

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The Rehearsal Ritual

(As was – this was written a couple years ago I think, things are a little different with the band now. The winters are a little colder)   Wherever I go in this city, wherever my feet lead me, beating … Continue reading

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