all the baking hot pennies you pressed to your legs


the raw puckered flesh

(and royal reflection)


a punishment for things you never did


can be counted and changed


spent on a rocket ship

to fly around the sun


because on Tuesday night

you hit him back


now the storm has passed

and the world looks like your daughters green eyes


◄ inter vivos

take to the track ►


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Jackie Phillips

Fri 11th Dec 2015 14:30

Few words, strong on content - likey v much :-D

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Stu Buck

Thu 10th Dec 2015 10:28

thanks martin! now i have the song circling my head too!

i did write something about (the nonexistant) julia a few weeks back but then the image of the pennies popped up (maybe i should be worried...) and they seemed to go well together.

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Martin Elder

Wed 9th Dec 2015 23:20

At first when I read the title I thought it was about John Lennon's mother and had the song going round in my mind. But it is very effective both in it's delivery and impact . no longer holding back.


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