Out of My League
We were out and I met this girl and went back to hers. We were in a club called the Vine and Diz was talking to me non stop.
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The Bottomless Pit
I went out and bought a computer. Everybody has a computer. So I figured I needed one. But all I use it for is to watch pornography on the internet. It’s a bottomless-pit-of-pornography machine.
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Sunday on the beautiful doomed Aylesbury Estate
The rain pools on the roof before dripping twelve storeys down the stairwell; slowly like Sunday’s sorrow on the heart.
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Breakfast
Give me your hand, my dear, dip your fingers in to this bowl of tepid porridge. Close your eyes.
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Like Father, Like Son.
A young man reminds his aunt of her youth.
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Warboy
Your mother, she wanted peace But your brother, he wanted war, So they put a gun in his hand Told him what he was fighting for. Truth be told he didn't care, All he wanted was the fight;
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Vitreous Ill-Humour
You laughed at me so hard, It made you cough and splutter; Tears poured from your eyes As you pounded your sides and choked. I woke in the night crying and wondering
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Can You Choose To Believe?
What do you do when you are tired? Tired of the hurt and the tears? What do you do when you can’t see? Can’t see the sun shine through your window?
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The Gambler
He lets women spin through his mind. Blurred at first, the reel slows – a cherry, a seven, then stops at Maria from the library.
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Ritual
Are these the hands that shaped these times from soil, and took each precious stone down to the sea to wash it, bring it back, arrange like shapes that will become significant and pure?
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