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My stories

2, Don't go south of the river dude....

By ralph on Thu, 08 Jun 2006

'Some girls are bigger than others.' (The Smiths) So Rooney is in. Stand by for fireworks. Ones that soar and shimmer, or the ones that explode in your face. We will see. Went out tonight and I needed it. Bad day at work. Staff want more cash and are talking to the union. They do need more money and I'll back them always. But I have had too many fights of late. The entire world and me! Its all a great score draw at the moment.
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1.Three days to kick off. The scent of summer.

By ralph on Tue, 06 Jun 2006

God bless you kid, and all the things you did' (The Blue Nile) It's the strangest thing. Summers arrived. All the girls are wearing skin and all the boys just looking and grinning. I can feel the heat but not the sprit. It's out there I know.
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Brushed

By ralph on Tue, 06 Jun 2006

The little films now, are the most monochrome. Significant routines. taken for granted. Over two years, and through the seasons. We blew hot and cold. Underpinned by reassurance. The goodnight kisses,
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This Family Life

By ralph on Mon, 05 Jun 2006

There's Indentations, on the chipboard wall. From bedposts, punched sex, and addiction. Take away menus, on the door mat. Glossing over red gasbills. Her birthday card. A worn keyhole is busted.
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For Rusty

By ralph on Mon, 05 Jun 2006

Drop me off. in your wheezing car. Near the syringe field. Stand me hunched, with the winos. Who drink sherry, with their salad days. Come back later. With a spade. before the frost, the traffic.
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