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And so this is eX Ministerial Accord Season
Can it possibly be true
How the twelve months flew
Really twenty-four have passed
In terror of being outcast
Since that dire vote to leave
The parties it seems must all deceive
Mindless of the real cost
All thoughts of governance long lost
So the lady May survive
Gainst all that ministers contrive
Regardless of the pundits' sense
Ever blind to the expense
Ever d...
Thursday 20th December 2018 12:05 pm
untitled
Anarchy runs through my bones, A sanctuary, a mind set in stone, No worth in a life without purpose, Enough people around me trying to surplus, Without reason or must. Society isn't run from home, We're fed a diet of lies and bad omens, A curfew on our personal time, Cursing those who brave past the line, Fucking with your mind. Sobriety is harshly overrated, When the priority is to...
Saturday 2nd May 2015 6:16 am
You can't Streep poverty under the carpet... - NaPoWriMo Day 9
A silence fell upon the city,
contorted shadows twisting moonlight.
Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced
bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers
in an unforgiving wind.
The wretched odour of deprivation
a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.
Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap
and by night the vampires feast on thei...
Tuesday 9th April 2013 4:44 pm
England
Monday 16th July 2012 8:18 pm
Bumblebee Humblebee Dumbledore...
Bit of a weird recording, sounds like there's two of me at points...
Tuesday 3rd July 2012 12:49 am
Brit-Wres-Fest 2012 - NaPoWriMo Piece
First time he'd ever been,
First time he'd ever seen
imaginations running wild brother,
see it to believe it.
As British as fish and chips
on a sunny London afternoon.
3 way dance or triple threat,
call it what you like but never forget
the joy,
the elation
the anticipation.
As Ligero drives the crowd wild,
the show stealer got robbed
...
Friday 6th April 2012 5:56 pm
Something's gotten hold of my heart
For him the song took a whole new meaning,
a control that made him wish to control others.
“Something's gotten hold of my heart”
an evil, a darkness
he mused on midnight
and the encroaching demonic hours.
3am and a stereo's blazing in a stolen Volkswagen Beetle
inaudible white noise, a prerequisite
for the red mist to follow.
“He seeme...
Tuesday 3rd April 2012 9:10 pm
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