Mortality Games
By Parson Thru
A game for all the family
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A man walked into a bar
The End
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All change here
Additional stop at Great Salvation
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Blue
I had a cat named 'Blue' rhymed with Kalamazoo Grey with stripes a tabby My mother hated cats a family thing One suffocated a child allegedly But he was only six weeks old A kitten
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Dad
Afraid he’s passed away? Oh, thank you. Well… that’s ok. You see… we thought he might. He wasn’t meant to last the night.
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Dreaming of my dad
I’d forgotten how much he said with his eyes. A man of few words. Happy to sit most of the time in his window seat, reading his paper or lost in contemplation.
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Funeral
There must be a funeral going on somewhere Miserable day for it
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I want to phone my brother
You can't
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John
Just a little short. Sun's shining - bike's in the garage.
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Marion's hairbrush
Blackened silver plate and matted bristles stare accusingly from foetid water in the shared recycling bin
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Monday
I arrived into the office full of the usual start of week melancholy and immediately detected a far deeper gloom already present.
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Monday (2)
I laboured through the day.
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Send no flowers
Quicky thru the train window.
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The bar
He walked into the bar. At the tables sat the usual faces, mulling their drinks. Each bottle and glass was covered in sticky red fingerprints.
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The darkening of the garden
Watching God rotate
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The Grim Raver
Where'd that come from then?
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Thoughts from a sofa
A ramble
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Visiting Jack
What did you die for, Jack? I ask as I sit by your grave a long way from home and take in the sun and the cooling breeze of a French morning like you would have known
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What did you die for Jack?
Rewrite 7 October 2012
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To The Dead!
The two friends stood looking down into the grave as the first shovels of dirt clattered on the coffin lid.
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Walls have ears
Continuing adventures
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The three amigos
How news travels fast
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The turning of the tide
La discusión sobre el filete / The lost supper
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The reading
How Javier relented and became reacquainted with his friend
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Sunday evening
I’ve just had a full-on attack of consciousness. Wandering about the flat of a Sunday evening, I mixed myself an Aperol spritz in the kitchen and...
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The dying
So the putrid, sick body dies beneath us – we who haven’t already died living – and the industry moves in to keep us out of sight.
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A fairly pointless ramble
As I said...
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The visit
I have no idea how long I’d been asleep. Maybe an hour or two, maybe less. Someone was playing guitar – quite well. Better than I could have. But so...
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Never look down
Walking the edge The razor’s edge Don’t look down Look straight ahead Smile Play to the crowd Keep moving - always Riding the the gusts Wait... Use...
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Cantarme
A song for all the fake hobos
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Question
My God! What is family? Where is home? And who are these people I love being around if not family? And where is this place if not home? Where is life...
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Bumping along
38,000ft over Biscay. Bouncing around the sky like we’re all going to die soon and I’m chuckling, embarrassingly, at HST’s “Fear and Loathing”. The...
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Sorry
I'm sorry for the double / treble spacing, but at this point.......
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Good Friday
I just coughed on the touch-screen. Nightmare.
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Today
An interesting thought: a sense of danger is a key animal faculty for survival. It develops from childhood, overpowering us in old age. They key to...
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A universe in a box?
Kerouac is telling me of the Universal Mind. I like the idea, but not sure my practical mind can accept it. How about the universe in a mind? Each...
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Girl on a horse
I’ve never seen her so happy So naturally fitting the scene Each photograph a testament To a woman and her dream Observe the girl on horse-back...
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See me?
Standing in my father's shoes
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Listen!
The grass has been cut for the very first time.
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Happy Easter!
Healthy living. No such thing.
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After Jack
I got to thinking
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Keep in touch
After a while, you get used to the sound of the shelling. So it’s hard to imagine a world without it. I can usually tell ours from theirs – theirs...
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Poppies
Move along. Nothing to see. Scarlet. Arterial. Irregular. Tragedy not long gone. Aftermath. Aftershock. Immediate. Not yet dulled. The pain. Sharp in...
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Scribbles
It occurred to me while contemplating these scribbles that most of them are attempts at capturing the moment when two or more souls recognise each...
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Friday prayers
Filed under Miscellaneous to defeat Plato and Aristotle
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Modulation
Music drifting through the trees. A summer's day borne on a breeze.
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Post-trauma
Last Tangle in Paris
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On reading the headlines
I broke my news blackout on the train home tonight
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Something missing
Life overtaking youth
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Thursday tomorrow
It's Thursday tomorrow Hurray! Another weekend and a lie-in But we're all getting old and we're dying Hurray! Hurray! We're all getting old and we're...
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The gun
It didn’t really matter where he picked up his work. The people were always ok. The money was reliable. They always paid on time and it was enough to...
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See you again
A signal drifting out
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The years
You bear them You name them You spin them off You hope not to bury them Then they become like you A name given by someone else Brand new in a distant...
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A solstice death
Samhain sets the scene. Yule closes it.
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Song for a soul
More strange than any page of fiction Deeper and more raw than all the words of Sophocles, Shakespeare or Stoppard More beautiful and out of reach...
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Beautiful
Oh, beautiful An empty mind in which thoughts can swim A place for dreams to meet A world of whispered messages Fractal scenes without an end I sense...
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Blow wind Blow
Blow, wind, blow! Your chorus and your overture The howling pain of every soul Moans against my window Rage, storm, rage! You are the spirit of the...
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God bless
Funerals. Bittersweet. Depends on the circumstance, I suppose. We’re going through the passing of a lot of people right now. A big family. It’s the...
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Auchwitz-Birkenau 70
How could one human being enslave another? How could anyone design and operate a business whose purpose was to kill fellow human beings in cold blood...
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Barking at dogs
I wake to the sound of people barking at dogs and I’m back My mind replaying meaningless scenes Dreams of reality Head spinning with things I need to...
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Two souls
Two souls roaming Drifting without end In emptiness Seeking satisfaction Knowing that there is none Filling in our time Without any reason Trying...
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Enjoy the roses
Don't kid yourself that life is all gingham curtains and flowers on the table. You're only putting off the inevitable torment. Keeping reality at bay...
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First call of the cuckoo
Eastertide
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You and I are a binary star
You and I are a binary star I'm so in love with what we are You and I are a binary star Our light will shine clear and far You and I are a binary...
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It hit me this evening
It hit me this evening: the passage of time; of things, events, memories and people; people just like you and I. I remember the models: Spitfires,...
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Night-thoughts
It always seems set against you Victories Little wins eclipsed by failure If you stand still it overtakes you I guess that's why you have to keep on...
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Just like the sun
Lying in this field in June's evening light I think about three things: how we're born, how we die, and about the sun that burns my face; how these...
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Let's check out forever
Let's check out forever sometime See how long it lasts
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Her dream
Drifting down upon a river Secrets open to the sky
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Earthstruck
I’m reading my course-book on the train. It’s one of those July evenings when the sun details buildings and illuminates trees as rain etches...
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Step Inside
So long. So long ago, I fell for you. I was eleven. You were thirty and married. I carried your photograph, from a newspaper, I think. Beaming smile...
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Samos
I watch the autumn leaves drift by Turning, tumbling, sinking to the mud Autumn's great farewell A fleet of waterboatmen dart through sycamore and...
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Inner-dramas - Rabanal
It didn’t rain all the way from Astorga to here, but I can see it’s just started falling in the simple stone street outside the window. Like so many...
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On meeting Jesus – an imagined argument
I had an imagined argument. It was along the lines of “What would you ask Jesus if you met him?” It bubbled to the surface whilst thinking about the...
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Becalmed
No wind Or rain No rivers Or trees No people Or conversation No sun Or moon No motion Or pain No sacred Santiago No scattering-wide of souls A...
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The witness
He woke with a pale-blue sound in his ears, like an empty sky. It sounded like peace. It looked like a dream, but he knew it wasn’t, on account of...
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The untimely passing of truth
Out of the shower of anguish comes the blood and guts of it all We shake our heads in dismay and disbelief Blame is laid alongside the remains and...
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Journey's end
It looms large for some reason tonight, The loss of these things: Life, Breath, The beating heart, The old familiarities. The scar on your thumb. The...
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Thoughts of a madman
God awoke and rolled away from the sun that streamed through the window into his eyes. His mouth was dry and he needed to piss. Reluctantly, he gave...
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En los Jardines del cabo Noval
I'm watching the kids playing football in the sun. There are many times when I sit and think there’s nothing more to write – that I have nothing more...
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Stuff and nonsense
The bathroom is a great place to contemplate the divide between the spiritual and the temporal – the pure and the corrupt. A fitting setting to...
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A rainy night in York
History is flooding back from all directions. The low brick building passed on the bus, boarded-up and abandoned, I’m sure is where my mam and dad...
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Everything is gone
The infinite silence
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The Alps Cranial
I found them on the back of my head The Alps Cranial Hiding god-knows-what beneath They must have been present in school-boy days Beneath the tufts...
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Making the most of it
It took a beat-up, pungent tramp passing through the Metro this morning to remind me that a healthy life is one of distraction – denial of one’s true...
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Hope springs eternal
Is God simply Hope? Where are we without Hope? Where are you and I? Why drag ourselves through the hardship and the tragedy? For a few all too scarce...
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She follows me in dreams
Not really haiku
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Hereditary fears
His face is twisted, mouth contorted, demons dancing ring-a-roses round his head Brow creased, ears filled with voices jibing, teasing, criticising...
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Raking up the past
“I love you, son.” “I love you, too, dad.” It’s all I can remember of the pained conversation, crouching on the footpath. One of us kissed the other...
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Night
It's life It's absolutely life Cody In a borrowed suit Denver downtown Catching dames staring Awkward Me Home by six Keeping going Doing Thinking...
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Time
You’re watching yourself in the mirror and seeing the setting sun
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The need to know
The two men sat across the table from one another. To look at them, they might have been father and son. They were brothers. The younger one spoke...
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Fall to Earth
There’s still some time to dream
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Another soul
And another soul passes One among tens of thousands today Some of them screaming He, quietly holding the side of the bed Waiting But he was my soul...
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The wind in the wood
With love
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Diminishing returns
I think of my head inside this world, within this existence, and I'm thinking “Fractal”. But where is order? So I picture kaleidoscope landscapes of...
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Time and motion
It seemed so natural then
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Fear of existence
Fiction based on real-life events... and a few musings. Approach inspired by JK.
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Tonight
I got done by the Chinese shop Well and truly stitched Not their fault I should have said something Or just walked away and left the bag But I didn't...
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Daisy
I am no more than a daisy A daisy with awareness And some vague idea Of its place within the universe
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Mulanje and the sky
Inspired by a forgotten photo
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A problem shared
Fare thee well / welfare and the shared experience of unique beings
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Knowing time.
I’m in my local café having breakfast: coffee and toast. This place suits my temperament. There’s nearly always an empty table, Salsa plays on the...
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Restless
Restless, I roll onto my side and reach into the darkness for the switch.
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Reina Sofia
From a bench. Watching. Thinking. Being.
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Fissure
Our ghosts live within, maybe
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Four young men on a playing field
Everyday impossibilities.
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The race against Time
Time lifts his finger from your tail and your feet scratch at the earth
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We are here
I gave up counting poles and settled for the rise and fall of wires Thoughts setting out on journeys of their own oblivious to strangers’...
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SITREP
Waiting, out, in No Man’s Land
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The awakening
For Bernard (1939 - 2017)
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What God is
God is oil God is gas God is a Tomahawk up your ass
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Patio thoughts
What sights have these olive trees known? What sounds? Today, the tranquility of a museum patio; the fountain’s soothing trickle. In years past,...
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Glorious Dead
Where is the glory? Who gains?
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Trying to understand time
Amateur ramblings inspired by a visit to the Lee Lozano exhibition. Only read if interested in such ramblings.
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The elephant
For corporals everywhere
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To those who lost their footing
I’m spending more and more time telling myself I no longer care.
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What poetry is
Wow is woW spelled backwards. The muse isn't with me on this trip.
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One for the road
A quiet moment
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Inheritance
I caught him last night, in that sideways glance
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Golden hour
The sun slants, bright and golden, down Calle de Alcalá. Poetry Monthly - September.
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Living with the curse
Why can't we be like daisies?
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This is what love is
For N
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Filling time - 2
William picked a stone up from the water’s edge. He turned it over and saw that the moist surface was covered in small black snails. He picked up...
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Apparition
You wandering bag of cancers Innumerable tragic parts How can you stand and look like that? As though nothing’s going on
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So long
Everything to come and all there ever was
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The thing with our birthdays
When all’s said and done It’s just some miracle trick of light
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Contact
The two men looked at each other. The sun was hot. Even the air burned. Moments before, they had startled each other. Neither man had been sure what to do next.
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Worse ways to go
Inspired by T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land"
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What is this life
What is this life, so full of holes This broken dream of drifting souls
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In the bottom of a boat
A prose poem
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Carboniferous limestone
A tale
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The art of keeping going
Thursday 14 June 2018. Could be worse (14 June 1918, Northern France).
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The minutes and the hours
Slowly, surely
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Atrophy in orange and blue
Nocturnal thoughts
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Changing history
Proposed rewrite of part 17 and closing scene of "Boatman's Tale"
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Nicola, I owe you
How I came to be here. Why I remain. People. Gracias Nicola, Tariq, Rafa, Claudia, Sandra and Pietre. And anyone else who might be in the reckoning.
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- 124 reads
The meeting - good friends
Opposite sex friendships - are they really free of hormonal interference?
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Needling a hay-stack
A darft song
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- 137 reads
Lost in a space
More overblown nonsense
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Sin titulo
Sin título - no title5
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- 225 reads
Ceremonial
Soldier! Where are you going with that wreath?
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SITREP – Advancing on those three-score years and ten
To put a light on it:
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- 540 reads
Tricks of the light
What’s the flickering?
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- 169 reads
Sin titulo 2
The aspiration is to remain unnamed, but protocol prevents.
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Scribble 19.1
13 lines. Unlucky.
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Where stuff happens
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Oblivion
I thought I had it all worked out. Oblivion. It had to be. There’s no other way. Even with the shadow that passed from hall to kitchen; the keys...
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- 345 reads
A fisherman's tale
Re-write of a lost piece with a different turn.
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- 281 reads
Figuring why
I’m in perpetual turmoil. Switches of form intentional.
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- 156 reads
Thinking out loud
In a kind of structure. Experimental.
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- 104 reads
Of myths and monsters
Something about those roads, which once stretched mysteriously towards dull glass towers or the vanishing point of shade trees, and along which I’ve...
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Orange and blue
Still trying to get my head around something
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- 58 reads
Immaterial
Rediscovering old ways
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- 96 reads
Where time making sense is time wasted
Anything but the set reading...
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- 56 reads
Season of hope?
It's barely light
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- 146 reads
In lieu of blowing smoke rings at the ceiling
Post-midnight thoughts
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- 51 reads
The policeman sat in the armchair
Did it? Didn't it? Maybe.
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- 282 reads
Reading room
Final scribbles of the day - maybe
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- 355 reads
Swansong
From a deserted car park
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- 190 reads
Maintaining distance
Strange days, indeed. Most peculiar...
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- 90 reads
The swimmer revisited
Working on ideas for something
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- 37 reads
Time of our lives
Works in progress - vignettes, ephemera
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- 36 reads
Along the river's edge
More ephemera
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- 94 reads
Down among the weeds
I’m down among the weeds and discarded trolleys, pushing through the bicycles, old tyres and prams. Digging in the mud for the remnants of hope. The...
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- 32 reads