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Call To Arms

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Every day I read the news with growing trepidation. It’s regression on a massive scale. The end of civilisation. We’re not pun...

Recipe for Disaster

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A handful of sugar. A penny of salt. A pinch for your thoughts, your light and your faults. A tight squeeze. A light squeeze. Freshly ...
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06/04/04

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As a teardrop I fall for you. Melancholic. Mesmerised. So far, so fast, so frail I fall. Shattered before I crushed. A stolen heartless...

20/03/2010 Dear Gio (but not for Gio)

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Surrounded by vices as strange as sliced toast Interacting with many half-living, half-ghost. Some glowing brightly, some dulled by life...

Dispensary Blues

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I am sick of helping the sick And getting nothing in return. No sick pay, no thanks. Just above minimum wage I earn. I am sick of heari...

He

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He is a misanthropic Dr Seuss character Fantastic and forlorn. In his tower, viewing Camelot. A spaceful time; timeless but for A dinosa...
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