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Floaters
Isn’t it easy how other things
can begin to define us?
Boiling in this infernal informational
depot of screens
rot seeping creeps in and forms us
if we let it,
and even if
we think we didn’t.
A curious youth
took a peek through a dark taboo portal:
“I wish I didn’t see that.
I can’t get it out of my head.”
I don’t want your damned reformation,
whoever you are.
However–
I rem...
Friday 19th February 2021 8:03 pm
Space Junk
Catch a piece of space junk
Put it in your pocket
Save it for a rainy day
Maybe you could hide it
In your airing cupboard
Or you could sell it on ebay.
I guess a good place for you to keep it
Would be underneath your bed
Maybe today though you should stay indoors
In case a piece comes falling on your head.
Remember it’s the property
Of the...
Sunday 20th November 2011 10:32 am
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