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- April 19, 2012

This is strange: things occur which make me feel

Feelings I cannot express here or make real.

Moments trickle by here, making new

All that hadn’t been, or wasn’t true.

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Hard Boiled - 2019 Rewrite

- March 09, 2019

Handful of sweets like teeth launched straight into his open mouth makes you wince: head flipped back - trilby glued on - and all over in no time. Back to the broken nose you first saw; and the glare. Looking around won't help - how nerves work is his living. His thoughts aren't many but they're stark and made for this. Have to hope something happens out of a dream: He loses interest and leaves. Close your eyes like life won't end.

City

- March 05, 2013

In the old district buildings face lifted by warm Spring sunshine allow you a glimpse of dark history.

Blankness

- August 19, 2012

This blankness, often dizzying background, Is never the absence of all the stuff desired Which would be easier. It's hill start pressure, plump with anticipation. What happened then? What didn't? The layers of the record are weathered away Until a backbeat warms the harshest vocal, The same word ringing out forever. And we didn't see it coming. There was nothing to see.