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Except I Probably Don’t
I should be dead. The best I can do at anything is no good. I wake up eagerly every day and every day I’m me. Useless, useless, useless. I was better off just being alone, Rather than being as I now am, consistently lied to and hectored by needy, using people. I don’t even know…
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Food Trade Culture Disgust
The last laugh be on the gulag-corporate cronies who stifle their years turning bigger men’s trade in hope to engrave a pension by smashing each joyous, consensual village into a dreck of sizzle-fat glitz-drab like-logo bars and cuisineries. May their kids, their laughter, their photos rot In the gap between the gunge-crusted grill and the…
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Netbook
I couldn’t get served the barmaid was at the other end of the bar playing on her pink netbook i coughed and she came so to speak and i had an ale turned out i knew her ma and her ma ma later she married and sold me the pink netbook for £50 it was…
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Relax
40 years ago was ‘84 and I Relaxed cos I was 17 not knowing I knew nothing about war or love or hate or anything between, presuming things would work out as they should presuming should was something that was standard. The world was all before me, like a door. I chose the windows, gazed…
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I’m sick of being true to love
I’m sick of being true to love – I’ve seen it all before, I love her, she kisses me, goes gallivanting out the door Barely a bye of her hand she’s off, she says, to meet her friends, always a colleague, she has, in town, and that’s how my evening ends I’m not being true…
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Science experiments at school
Science experiments at school don’t work for me. I can’t even hack into the head of a dead yellow rat right. And why is the head the only bit we are ever encouraged to explore. They have a distinct odd smell like a real severe bleach. I’m not allowed another when I fuck the first…
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i read the old stuff
i read the old stuff – not for the ego-salve amazement as dead poems come off my overworking lips flying like lies and little sparkle memories of godzilla and not for the framed certificate comes with some framed exam off some framed course suggesting i’ve framed some magical framing knowledge at the cuddly happy end…
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Just A Little Soldier
Just A Little Soldier 1 I am just a little soldier, Smart, straight, and cute, With my little soldier gun Looking for a man to shoot. In my little soldier suit I stand around and wait Looking to obey my orders, Killing without hate. 2 Soldiering’s a parody Of every lover’s life – What they…
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She’s Dumped Me
She’s dumped me – dumped me dumped me dumped me. I’m flummoxed and gazumped, bumped – I fly off the handle, like a – fly, fly to the candle mad as a moth. I froth like boiling broth. My faith is that of a thief, is that of death. The only thing I cannot do…
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If Words Came So
You think just I just sit down, Squeeze knees to hold the pad, Pinch nose-bridge, blink, frown, Then begin – begad – From beginning to end, through in one go, No topsy-turvy, no loitering, Littering, lootering at all, just blow A prayer, and sing What’s ukeleled in return, The bard taking down the bird’s notes…