Leaves
A display of warmth and blush would once make its way down the tree. Gracefully it left, like a final bow at the end of a play; so frail, yet, quite tender to the eyes of the admiring audience.
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The Day Is A Child
If I could, I would sleep all day and wake in the brilliant night Day expects too much Day expects grass to be green; the sky to be blue
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Isle
Seeking darkness To end the light, To end the day and start the night.
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Gus the gorilla and friends
old tales and fitba quarrels.
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FOR THE PLEASURE OF YOUR COMPANY
Abide with me.
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Moontide
Jack Effra was never aware of the voices. But they were everywhere: speaking about his walk in Londis in Milton Keynes, speaking about his taste for the continent in Cafe Rouge in Chiswick...
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Mostly
"You thought you'd be reunited with all the people you loved during your life on Earth? It's perfectly natural. Everybody does."
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September, 2001
The towers fell A waterfall of layers Farted dark smoke Which travelled to corners or cul de sacs Bleeding like a mad wound Breaking skin and bones ripped Swallowed underground wonder
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revalations
It's a gorgeous disease and she was looking at me with a glass brain shattered waiting Her dirty hands bleeding growing anorexic by the minute Let me baptize her with the blood of my sin
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Letters to a Daughter and Sons
Mom said I was a wandering child and lucky to have survived my early years.
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