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Hotel Candles
I see us both, in time
Two candles burning
behind the thin pane window
of a seaside hotel
Outside, wind and rain
rage hard against the faded awnings
and the flaking paint
of this inclement town
Our flames shiver
then bloom again
Such is life
and slow slipping wax
I’m consumed with all our years
and all the storms
and all the fuel
we burned in our love
I see us both, in tim...
Monday 25th November 2024 1:21 pm
The Old Machinery
As young men, we ran through this town
chasing the madness
at the bottom of every bottle
and the warmth of teenage smiles
honeyed with the promise
of new experience
Spinning from bar to bar, pushing the limits
of our bodies capacity for self-destruction
and regeneration
snow melting from our clothes
as we sat and drank and laughed
in the Christmas evening air
Tonight, we’re trying ...
Monday 9th January 2023 4:18 pm
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