Trains

What kind of life is it for a train?

Cross Cultural Purposes

no great insight here...

Childhood Terror

A memory from the dim and distant past. The days of blackout curtains when even the moon wasn't allowed entry.

Last Lonely Corner

She sings along with the ghosts of memory.

Dusting

winter

And the excellent North

And the excellent North Is a path for your wind Seems to sigh for your view Streaks your bacon fry sky Like a fugitive gasp Through your hungering wings Deliver the scratch

music

music was my heart... but now its going you taking it a part.... with each word that you say i am going away
Cherry

Myth Day 2

DAY 2: INT. BATHROOM OF MOTOR HOME, MORNING. FADE IN:
Cherry

Hush

...and the reasons we can’t and no one will bless us and smoke and refresh and Bach’s Rescue Remedy in a Walthamstow toilet and ghazals.

Dyslexic wage slave

Oh god get me out of here If you are poor And you can't spell The education system makes your life a hell You may leave school With nothing at all Into a world, that wants make you crawl

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