Empire of Whimsy
Poems, stories, alternative realities.
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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...
Per Luciana Zapparoli - L'Anniversario D'Oro.
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This I drew this for my mother-in-law on the occasion of my in-laws' 50th wedding anniversary. It is an image of her on her wedding...
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14/10/13
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I feel I am just waking up from 10 years in Van Winkle dust. Head is clearing, footsteps lighter. Horizons wide and vision brighter. Em...
Christmas 2002
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Once there were three: The magic number- 3 witches; 3 wishes; 3 wise men. Maiden runs away; goes to see a crone. The witch of the East ...
The Mermaid and The Sloth
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Come and meet some friends of mine, we'll go to where they stay with toasting glasses held aloft and witty repartee. I'm sure w...
Mary Poppins
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Idyllic, but my brain won't SHUT UP!
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He Says, She Says
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He says I'm not the me I was, That I have changed irreparably. He says we argue all the time. Ironically, I disagree. He says he lo...
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...
Speaker Celebrity
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Three years of ridding myself of my rage left me bellaputrescent and old for my age. I appear to you now as a mere wizened spectre; A wr...
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17/02/08 The Unit
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Hang ups fall of in The Basement. Woven webs hang fallen girls. Pricey silence and finite liberty. Safety in networking. Too tangled to...
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Life as a Legal Drug Dealer
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Daily I hunch as a pensive Paolo Upon the stool of derailed dreams. Bathing in burning garlic fumes and the stench of chip fat long sinc...
Roundhouse, London, 12/07/2013
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I steamed and spun one London night, As trains did long ago. Euphoria; experimental; Honesty and woe. My facial vines of eyeliner mysti...
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Lorrainespotting
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Choose existence. Choose to talk to your firiends. Choose to get the fuck on with it, even if it means you'll have bad dreams. Choose to...
Return from Sonar
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The signs above my head read thusly: It is 18 degrees C. It is 4:42 AM It is prohibited to smoke. I must wear a seat-belt. To my right,...
Five - Six - Thirteen
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After a glorious production the sun bows graciously behind the trees on my right to rapturous vesperturnal applause. To my left the bats ...
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...
Affirmation
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Even in the midst of night the distant wail of T-Rex's cousins reach me. And even when I am not right and fall and fail I let the le...
work in progress...
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just beyond the precipice in the corner of the sky exists a land as hard to see as huckleberry pie. The creatures there are bound by light b...
A Good Talking To
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Heed the prophet as she comes; bitten nails, mascara runs. What once entranced now nauseates. Love once inspired, now apathates. No bal...
Baby Weight
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If love is love as love should be, then why does it enslave, not free? Love is a power - nay, a force that rivals all but gravity ...
The Mystery of the Moon
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One crystal-aired and clear-skied day I wandered pondering away, To discover if the tales were true; Is lunar rock just cheese of blue? ...
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Mindless Burblings
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It's too late to leave We're all here now Why don't we make the best of it? We could stay and chill, maybe take some pills. Mut...
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Assorted Notable Texts
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Hey Gorgeous! How's it going? I had a word with Pepe Le Pious this eve as he was up to his usual tricks. needless to say he took it like...
Basilesque Basilisk
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Oh basilesque basilisk, you've captured me again! No golden fleece of gain to reach, just smoky sublimation. Fossilised and randomised...
Love: All
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To err is human, to forgive divine What course of action will be thine? Heroic vengeance, stoic acceptance. How sincere if any repentance? A...
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So Spoke My Lover's Ghost
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Kiss me love and let me die, No backward glance, no tearful eye No longing or lingering last embrace No staring blankly into space Forg...
No Apologies
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My heart belongs to another, My body another still. Some things I cannot explain to you dear And other things I never will. My life is...
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Constant Companion
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Let me with thoughts just silent be And smoke this rollie; 43. I have no urgent place to go, I’m not alone. I have my Woe. She dances o...
Open Skies
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I’ve tried to explain this rootless of times but all come befuddled like passions of crimes and all I convey seems like paranoia when al...
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Blessing Buried in a Glasgow Flat
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In home improvements old and new, Think of us, we’ll think of you. We people who were here before, We built that wall, we laid this floor...
Bitterly Cold
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How dare the Sunshine show his face, When with illusory Autumn Summer’s replaced And offers only cold embrace To those who crave his warmth ...
Pig Ignorant
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Once upon a Summertime there lived a golden prince In a palace built from beans that grew from kitchen sinks. He went outside when m...
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