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Doubting Thomas parks his car in his Sunday best
Taps his wallet, straightens tie, lights a cigarette Pilgrim's progress, no journey's end Which way Michael? Through the door he scans the bar, then a space appears His drink is poured, for he is numb, the |
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Warning warning
Free-falling divisions Re-calling re-calling Fast past admissions Foolish words No nervous laughter Safety first Gives always after Drag my canal You saucy old salt Pale in belief I'm not without fault Scaffolding climber Rudolf roof-walker Aids binocular Clear a path Jonah Experienced water Water transporter Marine slaver Experiment in coda |
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In this public place
Pigeons move busily Through the contents Of a man's life In this public place His last mortal remains Reflect a private lake In this public place Lies fly in formation Candid fiction spreads its wings It's deceptive at this angle Does truth dance? Does truth sing? The private hedge pissers In anxious alleys The village boy-wide-men With a game on their hands Wait for the sign That will take them to Heaven Wait for the sign Only they understand In this public place A carved tree Burst through an atheist's heart And broken promises Drifted into the shape of footprints In this public place Lies fly in-formation Candid fiction spreads its wings |
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An unwilling sailor adrift from Artic waters
As the water gets warmer, my iceburg gets smaller As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear As the flames get nearer, its thought gets clearer A blue-white polar bear arrives at the end Diverting his attenti |
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The time is too short
but never too long to reach ahead, to project the image, which will in time become a concrete dream. Another cigarette, another day, from A to B, again avoiding C, D, and E, 'cause E is where you play the blues. Avoiding a death is t |
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Our own correspondant is sorry to tell
Of an uneasy time that all is not well On the borders there's movement In the hills there is trouble Food is short, crime is double Prices have risen since the government fell Casualties increase as the enemy shell T |
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A dorsal fin breaks the water
Salted meat a sudden relapse Inference drawn from every word Being sucked in again Feeling numbed from anaesthetised flesh Avoid disgrace, ideas still fresh The gaping mouth, a fish-wive's dream Bound and gagged your labour's saved The cost minute, the rules are waved No hand, no step, your labour's in vain |
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I feel icy
I feel cold I feel old Is there something there behind me? I'm sublime I feel empty I feel dark I remark I am mesmerised By my own beat Like a heartbeat (In its own beat) |
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Crooks lay in a weighted state waiting for the dead assassin while the rust pure powder puffs, a shimmering opaque red. Papers spread, no-one driving, we hurled direct ahead, the windows dark-green tinted, the hearse a taxi instead. Snow storms forecast imminently in areas Dogger, Viking, Moray, Forth, and Orkney. Keeping cover in denuded scrub, the school destroyed raised the club, panic spreading with threat of fire. Crowding beneath a layer of foam, refugees intertwined, alone. Within the institution walls, in pastel blue, clinical white, slashed red lipsticked walls, mercy nurse tonight. Seems like dark grey stockings in the raking torchlight with 4 AM stubble, a midnight transvestite.
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You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
Lobster red, nothing said When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision Lobster head and lobster feet On arriving with a third language |
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I didn't understand your plea to live
Or the guy's wish to take or give However, as backing away, he fell and lay dead amongst the fireworks display It's not quite the way to say your goodbyes It's not quite the way to behave Secured you a concrete grave beneath a motoway Gold scissors cut the ribbon And set them loose On the opening day the vibrations will shake your bones but that's just the disadvantage of not speaking a second language (The problems and bad reception resulting in blurred perception) |
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Crawling
Over your window you think I'm confused I'm waiting for the divergent wasp To complete my current ruse You use a plate-glass screen To protect my chosen target But there's an air-pellet hole I can crawl through to you I am the fly in the ointment I can spread more disease than the fleas Which nibble away at your window display Yes I am the fly in the ointment I shake you down to say please as you Accept the next dose of disease |
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So truly jolly, an Xmas dolly
I talk on request, I'm never depressed I'll wink a good time till someone pokes me One big blue eye out So simply heady, a birthday teddy Punches make me bleat, this bare soul is sweet Keeping you warm at night till someone rubs me Hey, a fun-filled toy Free on a tightrope lives the animal soap Safe, used, been tested, body molester Amphibious charm, scum in several baths Has blurred my features Would you like to say What that silence was meant to intend? Would you like to see What violence these eyes can send To your heart From the nursery |
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Does the pain remain when the head is turned
And the body walks away? You used to know Does nausea ensue when you chance upon a memory Of someone you used to know? Does warmth increase when the pulse is strong But the response is weak? You used to know I just lay down guidelines in front of me It's similar to the things you do to me I'll give you an example typically It's less complicated than it simply should be |
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Oh you should miss her, she says she's my sister
She's never hard to find She's tender-trusting, she's everlasting Can I change my mind? Is it too late to change my mind? Mirror, mirror, icy sister Love is never blind She's slowly turning, mouth gently burning Can I change my mind? She pisses icy water on poetic mornings Got to be cruel to be kind Is this real life, is it for life? Can I change my mind? |
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No blind spots in the leopard's eyes
Can only help to jeopardise The lives of lambs, the shepherd cries An outdoor life for a silverfish Eternal dust less ticklish Than the clean room, a houseguest's wish He lies on his side, is he trying to hide? In fact it's the earth, which he's known since birth Face worker, a serpentine miner A roof falls, an underliner Of leaf structure, the egg timer |
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Once a question of degree
Now circumstances corner me Demanding my attention Leaving little choice Posing several questions Distilling in one voice Confusion not in words I didn't want a problem I didn't simply fall out I was thrown at great speed From a passing car I didn't touch the ground Till I landed at your door Oh don't touch my luggage I can easily (surely) manage To struggle inside I hide my shaking Thus protect my pride I can surely manage To tremble inside Gathering myself And spreading it around Rivers are submerging Flowing underground Can I really manage To survive outside? Can I really manage To survive outside? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? |
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