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I have not brought with me my flashy new ipod. For fear of the hoodies on the bus pinching it. I have not brought with me the wind and the rain, which were beating down on me when I reached the Richard Attenborough Centre.

Cartographers are evil...

The Witch Doctor Consults his Divorce Lawyer Who can say which comes first – the cane toads with their bassoons or the rainstorm? The red-faced

You imagine an alternative life for her where she is a waitress in a checker-board pie shop, jellied eels piled up like alien spines.

The penny-drop choreography of a drunk at a hubcap, his self-image in the slanted chrome.

Its easy to take for granted things in life like growing up in a community where everything revolved around the church . Lets not forget those times .

Such easy days, and the time drips by, like rain off a leaf. We stand and laugh, sit and smile, lie and kiss. I feel the warm easy pressure of your skin on my fingertips.

Based on "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner."

I watch her face with the sound turned down. The breeze lifts the yellow ribbon in her hair, it flutters playfully in the seaside town where nothing bad ever happens.