Hay
espy their blind spot, the
prey animals on the alert,
that spook all too readily,
so terrified of getting hurt
so, trainers use blinkers
calming down our minds,
like keeping the sun out
with full venetian blinds
blinkers are anaesthetic,
de-senistised our brains,
the big picture pales, we
race for short-term gains
blinkers make it easier,
greed...
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The Visionary
In the days of yore and
Specsavers you went to
Opticians with myopia but
No more silly squinting or annoying
Puffs of air, now
You put your wife and
Kid in the car for a sixty-mile
Road test so
Dispensing with my glasses and
Wearing a blindfold I set off I
Knocked down two old ladies killed a
German shepherd and pranged a brand-new
Porsche Cayenne but it did the...
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Too Dead for Dreaming
I look at you
You don’t look back
You can’t hear what I’m saying
Blinkered, you start to backtrack
Into your world of playthings
I wish you’d join me
You never know what you might see.
A thousand fountains – a million forms of ecstasy
A trillion ways to make your brain cells dance
But you won’t even try, your pupils are too blind
I’ll speak to
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