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Huts Xish
After work my luck doesn’t change. On my way home I slide on a wet standing stones in the burn, and batter my knee off a submerged rock. I juggle...
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new shoes from the Sally Army
I want I was I am Scratchin in a Sally Army that echoes like a tin can Drinkin the final day Gold star for being clean The obsession standoffish the...
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Huts IX
I poke and pick and ease my tongue into a hole where a tooth should be, but that doesn’t stop me smiling when the day shift lets go of me. I take the...
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carpe diem
At a personal level I don’t like funerals much. Life everlasting gets a trifle wearing. Leave it the professionals and all that. I brief the priest...
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Trigger
Homes built by spread sheets Sterling flows half-level to half level Splitsection soundaspace Stuck-up tower blocks. Designed by gods Jean or Jacques...
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well written, I was wondering
Posted on Thu, 27 Nov 2014
well written, I was wondering how she could have an organism when dead (which is a physiological impossibility) then she came 'alive' again in the bathtub. Interesting.
Read full commentPosted in The (Nec)Romancer Part 1
yep. gritty and groan filled
Posted on Thu, 13 Nov 2014
yep. gritty and groan filled and full of dis-ease, but truth often hurts.
Read full commentPosted in not quite AA, but only 12 steps to the bar
nice and slow piece here we
Posted on Mon, 10 Nov 2014
nice and slow piece here we go.
Read full commentPosted in California sunshine and motorcycles
cheers scratch, just playing
Posted on Fri, 07 Nov 2014
cheers scratch, just playing with words. Thanks Shannan, I wish I knew what it meant too. Often (more often than I'd like to admit) I've not got a clue whant a poem is and more often than that what it all means. I'm pretty good at deciphering...
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fall in love ju[s]t by its
Posted on Fri, 31 Oct 2014
fall in love ju[s]t by its words' I often wonder what poety is (and is not).
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Home from school for the
Posted on Tue, 28 Oct 2014
Home from school for the Summer, I had been enjoying a leisurely reintroduction to home, taking my dog Barney out for walks [Back from school > that way you don't use home twice in the same sentence]
from los parentes [should this be...
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cast (not callously caste)
Posted on Tue, 21 Oct 2014
cast (not callously caste) although caste is perhaps nearer the mark. I'm sure everything will turn out wonderfully well when your shoplifting skills get better. I thought paracetamol screwed up your liver (not your kidneys) and was usually fatal...
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good twist and it does seem
Posted on Tue, 21 Oct 2014
good twist and it does seem to match fairy lore, perhaps the last paragraph is unnecessary?
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Nature is as precise an
Posted on Wed, 01 Oct 2014
Nature is as precise an accountant as any. [delete last two words]
Wonderful story and the telling it of it wasn't bad either, spicy and full of sausage (oh dear, couldn't help that pun).
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had to look up arpicity.
Posted on Sun, 28 Sep 2014
had to look up arpicity. Enjoyed the mixing of astronomy, metrical feet and hands and knees. In other words I enjoyed this poem. Almost there with Ex. You've done a great job. A little more and you'll be there. Where, I'm not sure exactly.
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