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an inch closer

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Death just moved an inch closer

A friend has died
It makes me feel very fragile
And death moves an inch closer to me
Like he is an ogre at the end of the bed
Agile when he crawls, Draped in a shawl of black
So that he looked good
I imagined his sick imagination asking
Do I look fat in this?
I asked him to show his face
But he never noticed me speak
Such is his intent to fi...

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you have left me in a cardboard cut-out world

a rattling pebble chasing the tide

there's a void growing in the garden

a river sobbing down the stairs

snuffed candle incense taints the bedroom

summoning the double blackness again

swimming in shadows

it bleeds colour from the day

time wears away the details

as the photos fill with strangers

Your perfumes t...

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Narcissus stared at the art work

before selecting a martial sleeve.

A fusion of Japanese gangster

and Polynesian tribal.


Hand function was straightforward.

Ranging from tea ceremony

to stone crusher,

crocodile wrestler

was the choice.


She thought her bank authorisation

into the machine

and dropped her old arm

in the recycling tray.


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Broken treasure chest

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At the back of the closet,

Right in the corner,

He kept all the treasures,

Of love’s great importance.

The chest was really, merely a box,

Covered in dust, a three-digit lock,

He sat there in silence, fourth of December,

412, glad he remembered.

The first thing he noticed, after the hinges creaked,

Made him drop to his knees, admiring her physique,


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death is not the end

How easily is the mind deceived by the smallest most imperceptible movement of thought that cannot be shifted by the mightiest of evidence that is proof
a trap so perfect even the staistically motivated minds of quantitative  eggheads will not budge for fear their world would be turned
upside down or perhaps the right way up
scream, scream, scream 'til you are blue in the face but they wi...

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Saying Goodbye

I nervously tread past them

Glaring Haplessly at each and everyone of them

Wondering when it will come

When it will hit me

Like a bullet to the head

They turn around, and follow my presence

Staring through their anger fuelled eyes

Into my cold, lonely soul

I dare to hold that contact they crave

But I don't give it to them

The air is suffocated b...

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Scalding Suicide Bomber

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diving like a suicide bomber

into a scalding mug of coffee

made for a painful baptism

where no one got hurt or died

Lenny Gazbowski(C)2010

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   so much time
   spent in boxes
   hemming minds
   hearts horizons


   so many boxes
   to spend time in
   we choose
   others dictate


   boxes to play
   or earn a living
   sky-high mine deep
   beach view asleep


   boxed we’re born
   returned again
   bush delivery or
   crispy clean


   symbolic boxes
   that drive insane
   other ideals
   chasing a dream


   boxing all pleasure

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