Alienation

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What is Life?

What is Life?

L
I
F
E
What is life?
:
A bumblebee ?
Ladybird ?
A...

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Addiction to Addiction to...

Addiction to Addiction to Addiction

​​​​​​​​​​​​I say addiction is like a leech.
Nothing like a well recited speech.
Balanced...

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How Will Today Be?

How will today be? Morning again with the usual questions
Will my clothes be ok, and blend in like...

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Salubrious and Malicious

Like chalk and cheese delicious.

Only one friend sees,
only one checks sin.

others...

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Sniper

Sniper

PuLLing
The
Trigger
Respiratory pause
Waiting for you
Beautiful deAth...

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WE...HUMANITY

I cannot separate myself
For I am you
I do not align myself with thee
For I am me...

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SPLAT

SPLAT

Last night was his last
In that he saw visions
Of the Angels
Beckoning
Fly kid...

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Beauty Is Not For Me

Beauty Is Not For Me

Beauty is words...

Delicate words
A fluttering verse
Spells to form a curse
...

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the writer’s tears

the writer’s tears

With thee pen this contract written
In a dark green cavern night
Once a serpent viper bitten...

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The Wishing Well

The Wishing Well

There's a voice inside my head who knows better than I do.
It's probably chemical.

It's hard...

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US

My world is safe and bright Organised and clean
A great big lie with a high gloss sheen
...

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She Cries

She Cries

Her olive skin is fading into a lighter tone- no one is home to pick up the phone

She’s alone...

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Sunshine

A light without heat,
In a deserted street,
The sunshine it beams,
In darkness without...

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RUMORS

RUMORS

We don’t dare
To mention it
Or to others, it purvey

We do not try
To...

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THE LAWS THAT'S RIGHT

THE LAWS THAT'S RIGHT

The Children don't get to see the Reminder on the wall...

The way we should live isn't wrong at all...

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Drill Sergeant

Drill Sergeant

(circa 1973)

When Jimmy the Barber

from West Milford NJ

was...

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Lines in a letter

Lines in a letter

There's nothing to be said the words you utter I believe to be dead. No amount of sorry's will ever make me...