Month: July 2020
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Block Paving
Block paving It startles me The realisation shakes my head I’ve been staring at it for daze Thinking about life The unversed, and everything But mostly life This isn’t how it should be lived Staring at brindle bricks Wishing you were someone else In some other place Wishing this was not Your only life
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The Downbeats
They make a fine day dull, a good day bad, the downbeats, the joysuckers, the miserable fuckers, the ones who moan and groan all day, who will not go away and bore the arse off others, pray, than me. These selfish shits get on my tits, the way they whinge about the things they cannot…
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This Is Modern Love
It begins with a barbecue. It often does. Out on the front lawn, with fold-up chairs and a puffed-up paddling pool, on a manky stand that is never cleaned, they cremate creatures and eat them. The lighter fuel stink and the great swirls of smoke they freely share with neighbours, who stare and tut through…