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Frowning ghost eyes a dreaming youth
Lost youth eyes an unforgiving clock
And the taxi waits for the Stockport poets
As eyes stare out from the broken hotel
Then the music plays another song by Cher
The men just sit and spit
With boneyard blues he drinks the wine
and tips the glass
Too early for Cher in the muffled hours
Bone yard grave tho...
Friday 13th October 2023 10:29 am
The fallen unpeopled hallways of life
Do you like marmite?
where did all the grim go?
Something new to fear beneath the four poster bed
Daughters of despair wait for the hirsute man with the large teeth
and a penchant for Moonlight Sonata.
Do you like Marmite?
The jukebox unplugged but Beatle songs
still haunt the tired rooms.
counting yesterdays over the shadows
Friday 11th August 2023 8:56 am
A deepening metal slashes dust
Sentenced to death youth’s dream that may one day
seize the day
A clamped unicycle soaked with
the rain of callous words.
Crushed by hobnail boots
Bags packed inside my head
going round the wall of death
Love as Morse Code; living in different postcodes
The rain of callous words
and anguished flowers fading
in the ...
Friday 14th July 2023 11:27 am
Sky diving on the table
Like a swooping peregrine
Kidnapped and held between the jackals
and vultures at his side
Trying to grow up, I lost my
youth… I left it on the
I watched the tail-lights of
a ghost ship on Godwin Sands
The cacophony of the engagement party
My heart sank like a rock
A single sex toilet s...
Friday 12th May 2023 10:17 am
A trawl of brawling sailors drown
The captain’s thundercloud
A writer’s hat that lights
Up in the dark
The flash of a photographer’s eyes
The eternal exhibition of white walls
Lines of lamplights on the edge of a field
Stand vigil for sodden sheep
Seven seconds after hours
Too many ghost faces
Prayers in eternity ...
Friday 10th March 2023 3:34 pm
Wash my hands, you bad friend
A doctor remedies the ills of Google
In the Arcade of lust and art, he was
lost, and blinded once outside by the
shadows in the Stockport sun.
With pulsating memories of a shadow in the sun
arcade ecstasy leads to arcade fire
there’s a retro revolution in the suburbs
Gary built a huge bird’s nest and
waited for the feathe...
Friday 10th February 2023 12:44 pm
Restless spirit casts off his friar’s robe
And steps into the fatal arms of love
Let the wound bleed out all the bad blood
From the shadow monk
Lost hippy dancer takes a drug
To take her back but she is now 73
And no one looks anymore
Monks are too Friary
Mary Hopkins put her slippers on and
Whispered to Mao Zedong – put your
Hand in here and start a re...
Friday 13th January 2023 1:09 pm