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Biptfo!!!!!

Khechne dropedi letee merii'

Huragdt besherd nghirvè

Bkjoiy nbhgf lkmjhy

Hoonj moonoj khoonoj

Isetri pestri khumsn

Juvhts khuvtsh luvetsh

Ohkn ghds tersee ndir

Nuhds uhnfds tresmeee

Khujog jhif nhgfts hggfu

Miuhj kedrs tewsa beersi

 

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Also by Do.RoThy:

Commited in love!!! | I love you? | I thank thee!! | Waiting!! | Missing you!! | Confused!! | The beginning!!! 💖 | I love you forever!!! | Heart-felt!! | Ready, get set, go!!! - The marathon!! | Breathe!!! | Shhhhh!!!!! | Life ain't a fairy tale for me!!!! | Ant DoRis | Crazy little heart!! | Pause!!! | O darling death!!! | Love you!! |

Danger Ahead

Such a dangerous thing
To let myself get wrapped up in you
Destroying every moment 
Restricting all other movement
Everything is you

You’re near yet too far
Too far to take this to the level
Where we can tousle 
Around late at night
You’ve got me hypnotized 
Taking me to greater heights

Destroy me
Slay me 
Use me
In every possible way

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Also by Kimberly Ray:

At Peace | Calculated Game | Simple | With a drink in hand | Voice In My Ear |

A rare descent

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Sitting on the apple tree
Purloining space and time
A wee robin redbreast
Doing what a robin does
Pecking as it ruffles its feathers
Scattering rain drops all around
The robin expects nothing, except luck

The luck of the draw
The cock Robin
Has a hen Robin and sings to her with glee.

Even in the soaking rain
Such sights and sounds astound me.

Nothing is as iridescent as this robi...

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Also by John E Marks:

Solstice Song | For Cathy, poet | For John Donne, poet | On the Narrow road | Love will tear us apart, again | Lunecliff | The Alpha and Omega | Nothing more | Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985 | The solitary rose of our breath | Bandit country | A shadow behind the sun | Suttee |

What Sits Behind Blue Eyes

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You think me blind

That I don’t see the devil in your smile,

And the demons in your head.

The scars on your body,

And the stains on your heart

 

So, when I remind you of the empathy in your eyes

And the gentleness of your strong hands,

You feign silent exasperation at my “lack of sight”,

And what you call “misguided hopeful belief”

 

As such you put it upon yoursel...

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Dancing with Poets

Thank God for kindred spirits

who get it,

this lyrical love affair

that consumes our days

and lights up starless nights,

that eases the strife

of a messed up life,

that creates a paradise,

where passion pervades,

and love never fades.

# # #

https://youtu.be/NGorjBVag0I

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Also by Vautaw:

Arrogance Immunity | Fan Girl |

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I think it was the Prime Ministers voice that I heard this morning

coming out of the radio

of a car parked up outside my house

I couldn't make out what he was saying

I was lay in bed thinking about my security

his voice was bassy and muffled

cos it was coming out of the radio

of a car parked up outside my house

I was lay in bed thinking about my security

my dreams had been very strange

a green and white striped baby animal

with two h...

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I'm Tired

I'm tired,

Not weary or, "All tuckered out,"

Exhausted,

On every level,

Past the point of return, burned out,

As one thing after another, smothers

The breath from my chest,

As test after never ending test,

"Trust falls," backwards into my waiting hands,

Screaming, "Catch me if you can!"

Tired,

And all the, "Peppy," shit that I've told myself across the years,

Ca...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Angular | Highway Code |

Vision

I see a world where men will hold opinions,
and yet they can agree to disagree;
a world that will address the dying millions,
instead of the pretence we cannot see.
I see a time when wars are just in stories,
or histories about the years gone past;
when we will not reflect on martial glories,
but celebrate the peace and make it last.

I see a world when neighbours know each other
and are p...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Waiting | Hailstones |

the punch that never was

Laura’s snaffled an exclusive
freshly minted by the Tories
a left-wing thug has punched a bloke!
she tweets, ignores the story
about the PM and the photograph
the crisis in our NHS
kids on drips curled up on floors
the current government’s heartlessness
you see, a stolen phone is nothing
when you’ve a brand-new lie to share
about the punch that never happened
by a mob that wasn’t there
...

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December Collage Poem: The Krampus

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Goodbye Krampus, return to your castle of jet

No 'Ho Ho Ho' for you, old friend

 

Don't Krampus style big ears!

Elves we may be, but we're hard as gnomes.

 

Winter's empire is advancing through snow

Christmas spirits keep the supermarkets going

 

What do we do with a drunken Santa?

Asked the drunken Krampus, shall we give

Him mulled wine and keep him away from

...

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Easy Pickings

 

Birds bunched up

under the feeder

 

ruffled feathers

busy bills

 

pecking away

at seeds mingled in

the yellowed grass

 

late comers

getting the leftovers

 

the pecking order rules

as the mean one

chases off the small

 

but small birds persist

they circle back around

outsmarting the bully

 

sometimes smaller

is better

faster ...

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Also by d.knape:

Whale Fall | Vaults Of Wisdom | Stupid Old People | Waiting Room | IT | Solid Ground | IF THE TURKEY COULD TALK | My Enemy |

manx poem

Mock Poem

 

A man I knew who lived in Vilamoura which is a vulgar

Replica of a real Portuguese Village, decide to walk

The whole length of the land, he came upon an old

a village so aged that houses collapsed by too many years.

A few people belonging to a sect didn’t move.

No, they were not Jehovah witnesses who prefer ringing

On people’s doorbell at Tv time.

They were i...

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

roses poem | when love is not | oddity of sex | the kiss | the land of dream | sunday an sermon | new truths | when in need | military service |

ON-LINE DATING

How about we do a deal,

you scratch my back and I’ll

scratch yours.

You can sod off –not touching

your back or anywhere else.

I thought you liked me.

I like the Taj Mahal – but I’m not

flying all the way out to India just

to check the friggin’ architecture.

Is it because my breath smells

or something? Boo Hoo.

Don’t even go there! I’ve seen

better pictures in th...

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Also by Philipos:

TECHNOS | BULKHEADS | ROSES | SKIES | EVEN SONG | SCENTS |

Get A Room

Let me fan the flames
of your fandom
tickling ‘like’ and painting praise
watching out for typos
You and I
should duck 
out of here
you and I
should get a room

What would we do in there
behind the locking door?
Turn two armchairs facing inwards
swap endless breathless monologues
clinging on to voices
hanging from each word
at what point would we be satisfied
at what point would we...

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Also by Tom:

House On The Edge of Town |

What's your name, again?

I forgot your name,

This lazy day,

In July.

 

As though the world did not matter,

There remains a husk of me,

Lying in my aforementioned grave.

 

Though it can’t be clear,

For sure foregone,

A secant tangential line in the sand.

 

All I ever wanted,

Was to name the phrase,

I love you,

Afterall.

 

But that’s the way of winters past,

A boat on fi...

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Also by Adrian Metcalf:

Beauty |

notaboutlove

Side-glancing in an Argentinian Cafe

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Side-glancing in an Argentinian Cafe

 

I like just watching people

Interact, talking, smile

Creates a pleasant feeling

Inside me for a while

 

The Argentinian cafe man

Animates with sparkling eyes

Catches me side-glancing

Smiles back (to my surprise)

 

Argentinian music

Bounces round the room

(Gosh this cappuccino's nice)

Watching smiles grow, bloom

...

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Also by Don Matthews:

The Newsagent | Publisher Wanted | Doomy Gloomy | Does No-one Know Where Rose Is ? | Brains to Practice On | The Lady of the GPS | Fluffer Round With Flowery Words | What is The Like-Minders Society ? | Learning Haiku – Important Point |

Omega.

I stand alone.
In this far-reaching sky tower
Can you hear me......
Is there anybody there?
A deafening silence on the line.
From the window......
Just deserted streets.
Where are you now?
Sweat beads across my furrowed brow. 
An unease takes centre stage.
Confusion spreads uncontrollably. 
What has gone wrong......
How can I understand this?
The clock is ticking away.
I lose my comp...

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Also by Robert holyland:

Ascension | Kingdom of comfort (political manifesto) | Lovers moon | There will be Silence. | Nobody | Idle thoughts of the mad. | United States of Nowhere |

Black Cats are Brightest in Daylight

Calico cats are an epitome of beauty

A creole of colors and an unruly hooligan

Yet the world still thinks this is horribly gorgeous

Praised on paper but never in person

The world says it loves black cats, but believes in myths and curses

The biggest cats are only seen as claws and fur

Yet the women who can afford this apparel ignore the lost and feral

Common colors of house ca...

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Also by Cherry Erich:

These Cages Aren’t Metaphors Anymore |

cats

L'

There was wind in the door

It's always the tell

Now it's open and the path is there

Why does it mean so much to me? 

So much now that it's here?

Why does it matter?

Kneeling into the sticks

All brown and composting earth

But it's cold a little bit

And the trees are bare as birth

And the dirt is so soft beneath my hands

And a roly poly digs back in 

And I am unde...

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Also by Collin Pulmano:

(untitled) | Everyone Has Their Thoughts and Comments | Weapons of War | Armor |

Moment in time

A moment in time
When everything stops
So still and quiet
And everybody stares
Because you are there,
And you stop time

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Also by Starri:

Merry Christmas | Spring |

Walking into the light

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Walking into the light

 

My minds messed up, deep inside my head

Like its backwards facing, waiting to be led

Staring through the darkness, blacker than the night

My eyes opened wide, yet unable to see the light

 

My feet are facing forwards, yet alas I cannot run

Shackled hands behind my back, can’t move fingers or my thumbs

I can feel my heartbeat beating, deep within ...

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Also by poemagraphic:

A party fit for a Prince | Mediocre poets | Crap | A drug fuelled frenzied sexual attack |

Drug lordsGang warfarePaid assassinPoTaken out

Blank Page

Your life is
a blank page
to write upon.

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Also by Shirley Smothers:

Poetic Highs | Candle |

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Minority Report

We have been taken by a treachery. Bid old

by those who connive, yet still of ourselves. 

The things we want are always shiny, cheap,

divisive and ugly. And now the people will die.

 

We will blame, of course. We all scream for Ice

Cream. The Muslims, the Jew. Those fucking

Romanians! There is hatred, cash to be made 

from every creed. And now the people will die.

 

I...

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The Aunty Phoenix

She sat down 
At her writer's desk
With her box of
Letters
And her pallet of 
words 
And as she painted
She tried to glue
sentences 
Together 
To make some sense
Of the world 
Which reflected 
Before her
In the paper thin mirror
Which was both
Her life and
Her life's 
Work
The jumbled paragraphs 
tumbled 
On to the canvass
Acrobats of her mind
Spilling ideas of 
What was
A...

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Pot Bound

In 'my' mind/heart 心
Ideas, plans, memories and emotions
Flow freely in the never-ending stream.
In 'my' heart/mind 心
A character grows misshapen
From its constricted roots,
And the winds which blow
Hot, then cold, then hot again.

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Do Not Disturb

Pull me closer until our breath combines 

Sway me like oceans controlled by the moon 

Let your fingers dance on my skin 

 

I want to play this game with you 

Moves made to control the other 

Hands delicately placed to tease you 

Crimson lips on your neck 

Bruise this body with my words 

Leave my mark, show them where I’ve been 

Show them all what I’ve claimed 

Draw...

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Also by Cait Abbott:

Limbo | Ascend |

You once asked me why I loved you

You once asked me why I loved you.

 

I didn’t know what to say.

 

Because you are kind,

like a viper, killing quickly.

 

Or because you’re wicked smart,

like a jungle cat stalking its prey.

 

Because you see me, deeply,

that much is true.

 

I didn’t know what to say,

so I didn’t say anything at all.

 

In the silence that has settled

in the years a...

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Give me a country that cares

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Give me a country that cares

Give me a country that holds it's head high
Give me a country that still has some pride
But make it one that loves it's neighbour
Whether they vote Tory or Labour
No matter what the colour of their skin
Their sexual preference or building they pray in

So don't talk to me withyour patronising words
Wearing the mask of someone who cares
Don't talk to me like...

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CAT

Each morning as I left for work I secured the house,

Closing the windows against smoke and insects

And shutting the bedroom doors.

Our cat was scared of toms in the neighbourhood

So she stayed inside during the day

And I didn't want the bedspreads full of cat hairs.

But every evening I would find Miss Puss

Luxuriously laid out in one of the twins' rooms.

I convinced myself...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

Christmas Cake |

"ALL LIES AND JEST"

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(A repost from earlier this year.  But worth repetition.  I'll just leave it hanging here for election week)

 

"I am Boris Johnson; now my story shall be told;

I have plundered an existence, positioning myself to my advantage";

“All lies and jest”;

Still you pricks hear what you want to hear and disregard the rest,

Denying any part in Britain’s mess.

 

On the rostrum stands...

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Also by John Coopey:

COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES | THE MORE THAT IT CHANGES |

Max ordinate

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Spinning in sheets like seamstress ghosts, hands raised to holy host
Crooked hooks litter logs like lightning strikes
Insects moving in the moon lit night, watching, waiting, invading
Without pills all I hear is scathing, insect grooves shivering, shaking
Tree limbs breaking in the dark, rapid breath, raging heart
They're coming, fast as darts, through the shadows like liquid sparks
Fight, f...

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A Letter to Your Grave

Mind's clouded with disbelief
Eyes raining with tears
I can't laugh

Mem'ries are vivid clear
I met you in another world,
A man-made world

Everyday waiting for the screen to light up
For you to hit me up
And talk all night long

Because we board the same boat
As we read the same book,
Fandoms never different

We board the same boat
In two diff'rent countries
Like we were in a parallel u...

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Panama a love story. Late 1982.

Panama Love a short story.

 

The Panama canal is about 51 miles long. Constructed to save the hazardous and longer trip around the infamous Cape Horn. Its an engineering wonder! Made by man to connect the Atlantic sea with the Pacific Ocean it was started by the French in the eighteen hundreds who gave up because of the death rate among workers, which was in the hundreds, it was finished by ...

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...After These Hours...

To the marrow of a hinge in the door looming within the spaces in my spine.

 I partake unwillingly into the silence of the thereafter; I hear them walking after these hours...

I do so.

Linger in the niche halfway of dawn predessessing names, and umbilical alliances from the severed.

The key is in the shadow and the sun.

The howl before humanity: I am somehow unasleep beneath the moo...

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Healing

Neighbour To A Mirror

 

Let's just say we're abandoning science-fiction quests
regarding them all as poor sand-castles
shrinking from the buffetting of any day
let alone the tide they had thought to challenge.

Plain speaking might be best but think
no one seems able to get their ducks in a line
ducks more like scraps of feather and echoes of quack
unable to even trip over a lyrical line or lifeline.

Let'...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Dressed In Easy Colours |

The ledge

Sitting on the point

of a careless ledge,

gripping on for

this brute of a life,

the savage ghosts

of lasting memories

grasping and prising

the hard goat headed past,

grinding on, a moral morass

hazard lights, rabbit blinded

glued to the bloody spot,

a murderous intention,

a voiceless host.

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Also by Jon Stainsby:

Goodbye voice |

Winter and the future

The winter time - it may be cold and wet, 
But there are things which we should not forget. 
Do you enjoy trudging through the snow, 
Or rather stay inside with nowhere to go?

Of course we now have Christmas too, 
Which is a time to rejoice for me and you. 
And we prepare for the long dark nights, 
A new year begins with great delight.

And so it is now time to look ahead, 
Not with de...

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At happiness headquarters

"Sadness has been busy
Innovating in its laboratory

Don’t be fooled by
Brand awareness 

We have to keep up
We’ve become complacent

Thinking that sadness
Stands still–it doesn’t 

Not even for a minute

We’re not polling well
With the under ninety-sevens

We need 
Some sort of lift"

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- - DREAM OF MINE - -

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her heart was so loving,

night was a delightful coming,

she was alive and curoius

pretending he was serious

she wanted him so much

was the truth of such,,,,

 

the same feeling rose again,

she blessed him until the end.

never will she forget,

how he touch her when they met

never in person or in the flesh,

but again and again, she felt his caress.

 

it must ...

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Also by coyote:

internet |

The Road not taken/By Robert Frost/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristosየተተወው መንገድ

 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that mor...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Hold fast to dreams/ሕልሞችህን ወድር (በላንግሰቶን ሁጌስ/ትርጉም ዓለም ኃይሉ) |

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Beyond The Gone Crowd

Beyond The Gone Crowd

 

     There is a blind that cares for me,

A blind that rolls in the morn and then again, evening,

     The colour, no consequence, no form or

Importance as, when rolled either up, or down,

Colour changes shape and shine, shadow

Within the room where cherubs once sang, and laughed.

 

     Every morn the roll lifts itself a hope

Of life outside be...

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Also by ZTK Space:

Beyond The Gone Crowd | Above The Fluttering Butterfly |

broken

Christmas game of cat & mouse

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Twas the night

Of Christmas eve

Cheshire cat

Begs mouse

To leave

Usually I'd have

To kill

But tis the season

Of good will

 Take your chance

Run Away

Hitch a ride

On Santa's sleigh

Let me lap up

His glass

Of gin

And frighten

You

With a drunken

Grin

 

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

I-solation |

Christmas Poem

A Christmas Cat

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Cool cat sat on the cold snow.

Coal black cat, Cheshire Cat grin,

Looking up to see within.

White flakes floating down, carpeting, covering all around.

Snow can cover such a multitude of sins.

 

Cool cat sat on the white mat,

Softly he began to hum a song.

He though of his lost love long gone

Over the seas to nonsense land.

There no snow but always winter,

...

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A Krampus Wish

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legends and fables tell us of yet another Father Christmas who unlike the one we all know to be good,kind and generous is instead pure evil and is called Krampus.

Devil shaped horns

raven black stare

menacing goat lord

strength of lion

threating heartless killer

screeches death wish

 

Satanic slaves obey

hunting chosen few

selected child sacrifices

stealing their s...

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Children beware

Hole

The only way to describe it, is like a hole in a pair of jeans,

At first you ignore it, but that hole starts to get bigger.

It gets so big that you have to decide what to do.

Sew it together, close the gap, but it doesn’t sit quite right after that.

Or patch it up; cover it with another fabric.

 

From the outside it is new and clean, but underneath that hole is still there.

A ...

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If It's LOVE

I wish you would come here, stay near me - lay.

Stare at the sky. Count the stars.

Feel the feeling of love sparking up the beatless hearts.

And view, Similar kind of imaginations

displaying over our unconscious minds. 

 

Instead of assuming, each of us are being alone

in a separate situation.

In the night, let’s get lost in each others arms.

 

I wouldn’t touch if it ...

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love. lust. romance. selfishness/

You left everything burning
But the love you couldn't cling to
So this is separation anxiety 
Pushing down your tongue

I was so sick I thought you could love
Locked myself back up in my room
For you could never see me again
So on this anniversary 

I found out firefly 
Your ways are so unkindly
My heart was the casualty to your escape

So fuck your attention they were only for greed

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Spinning a yarn

Sammy was a spider,webs he loved to spin,

Constantly trapping  insects to feed his kith and kin.

Sammy had eight eyes but no neck or head,

Those eyes spotted his prey and kept him well fed.

 

One day those eyes filled with desire and led to female flaunting,

The female was much bigger than him,mating was quite daunting.

The sexual encounter Sammy did satisfyingly complete,

...

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CHARITY AND CHARITIES

As we approach the Festive Season with its public communications beseeching us to part with our money, it's reported that this country has 168,000 registered charities -we're talking £77 billion here,- with £16 billion p.a. received from government out of taxed income.  I don't think Dickens would have got away with writing about

Ebenezer Scrooge like he did if his own age known such widespread...

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Date night 1

Swallowing the A-Bomb,

I crack myself open,

I resign myself to my fate,

A Kamikaze dinner date,

All to be incensed with feeling,

Nagasaki in my stomach,

Hiroshima in my loins,

My mind is Dresden,

Coventry, Rotterdam,

Utterly annihilated,

For these motions are making me weaker,

I’m ailing Roosevelt,

You’re the man of steel,

With my heart between a hammer and s...

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