Infinity Station

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We would like to advise customers that all lines will eventually converge,
This is a product of the linear nature of time and is only to be expected.

Time works differently here,
It passes with a metal buzz that you only hear,
If you listen for it.
Stop thinking for a minute and it was never there.
We all stop thinking eventually.

Stand well back from the platform edge,
An unfortunate sexual connotation will soon be passing.

The thick banded lines of the tracks,
Throb ecstatically with antici-
 Diddly-dum diddly-dum diddly-
Phallic thankfulness writ large upon the face of the cliched city gent,
All change please.

We would remind customers that if they leave their emotional baggage unattended,
Then it may be blown up by the insecurity services.

I love my neurosis.
They flicker like the tick of litter scudding across the platform.
Fat fucker,
Ugly bugger,
Sick stinking utter failure.
Never loved,
Never loveable.
Cold clay corpse man.
A mantra of the bleak unthinking worry,
That lies at the pit of my soul,
But which flys off in a moment,
Whipped away into the forgetful beyond,
Like yesterdays chip paper.

We would like to apologise to customers for the delay of their dreams,
We would like to advise them that the delay is only temporary,
We would like to,
But we can't,
It seems that we have had a fall of the wrong kind of lives on the line.

We would like to apologise.

◄ Once More I Turn Into the Hare

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<Deleted User> (7424)

Mon 25th Apr 2011 13:27

Thanks to all for your lovely comments... i do think that an audio recording of this might be in order... It didn't half come to life at the Tudor... thanks for all my enthusiastic bing bongers (You'll know if you were there)

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Chris Co

Sat 16th Apr 2011 15:52

Hi Ian,

This works very well on the page, but it was your performance at the Tudor that fleshed it out for me. Intelligent written- well humoured delivery.

Maybe consider an audio to accompany.

My Best


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Fri 15th Apr 2011 11:10

Briliant - and a brilliant performance last night. Don't know how I missed this in December. I like stuff that is serious but also funny - it makes it work on stage and page. Great use of language and powerful last verse - that's they way I like 'em.

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Dave Bradley

Fri 15th Apr 2011 08:53

This went down really really well at the Tudor last night, Ian. Excellent on the page, but gaining so much more in an 'orchestrated' performance. More please!

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alan barlow

Fri 17th Dec 2010 21:16

i like the contrast and mixture of the to worlds so to speak one speaking of the other i like this a lot and perhaps you have let us have a peek perhaps at one or two of your own "travel bags". thanks for sharing

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Thu 16th Dec 2010 23:10

would like very much to see you perform this Ian

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Lynn Dye

Thu 16th Dec 2010 22:39

Enjoyed this, Ian, very clever!

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Thu 16th Dec 2010 16:01

Thanks all for the fab comments... lots to think about!

I will be revising this poem, it all came in a bit of a rush and there are tweeks needed I think.

John may well be right about the word 'Phallic' that was one of the moments in the poem I stuck at and still feels like a bit of a compromise to me... the removal of the word might be all that is needed but I'm gonna work on it a little bit more to make my intended meaning or image come out a little better.

Ray is correct, it's barely sorted into sentences god bless it when I take a second look at it.

I have trouble with punctuation because I was educated in the punctuation void that was the late seventies/early eighties, when children were expected just to pick it up by osmosis. It is an annoyance to me that I don't know the correct use of the more exotic figures... I perhaps should put that right rather than complain at my own lack of knowledge :-)

Thanks for everyone taking the time to comment.

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Wed 15th Dec 2010 16:50

Amazing stuff.

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Ray Miller

Wed 15th Dec 2010 12:01

I like this, Ian, I liked We all stop thinking eventually, in particular.One thing I noticed, in this and your Hare poem, is the punctuation. Far too many commas! Commas where there should be full stops, colons, semi-colons, commas where there should be nothing at all. And it's neuroses, not neurosis. I know - I've got 'em all.

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Laura Taylor

Wed 15th Dec 2010 10:49

Very good - really enjoyed this, original piece

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Ann Foxglove

Wed 15th Dec 2010 06:13

Very good!

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Tue 14th Dec 2010 23:40

Love it!
Fantastic how you've merged the ideas and feelings in such a creative way!

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Dave Bradley

Tue 14th Dec 2010 23:28

Brilliant. One short poem which links two fundamental, too little examined realities - time and human insecurity and makes the reader look at them differently and FEEL them. With a dash of sex too, and all without a feeling of crowding. Very good.

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John Aikman

Tue 14th Dec 2010 22:20

Fab stuff. My only cavil would be with the use of the word 'phallic' which, as Dr. Freud would note, tends to be a sub-conscious ubiquity...consequently, doesn't need to be spelled out. The city gent would probably be experiencing his 'moment' of thankfulness without looking like a dickhead...hmmm...maybe not? Anyway, I just thought throbbing and phallic were just a bit too obvious to appear in the same verse. One could imply the other?


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