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Saturday, 29 July 2017
Mexico........
well thats a first
1 hit from Mexico
some kind of peyote chap???
thanx
xx
Thursday, 27 July 2017
George orwell.........
ever read COMING UP FOR AIR
or listened to Emilia Sande BREATHING UNDERWATER
we used to be able to do it
in our distant past
little happy amoeba fishy things
checkin each other out
in a deep blue sea
to reproduce
have a rest
and then reproduce again..............and again..............and
Sunday, 23 July 2017
somewhere between........
Marilyn Manson and the who
mud slide cums
you can't run forward
you can't go back
no left no right
no up no down
death then is all consuming
Finite, and with no escape
like your last cigarette
all of us brave
and can afford to laugh
so be
it
ANON, England A.D. July 2017
Dave, XXX.
Don't need help or any rescue mission, and FUCK OFF !
Saturday, 22 July 2017
Churchill's children...........
'Woman' said we
"Didn't !"
win the war
and I believed;
Her.
She,
The Mother's Cat,
said also...
"people should stay in their own country !"
and I gave it a bit of thought;
then checked my Bank Balance,
a profit ?
'Woman' was interested.
it is barter-time
when we play sex;
and the cashpoint was satisfied:
that was enough
for the evening,
of a day of a garden of a sun
and a tan
on our flesh;
...for the night ! :.
Disturbed in the early hours..............
thought we heard them laughing
it was an argument in their garden
without grass; the only whites in the street;
besides ourselves.
don't know if the guy has work on?
a laid off machine operator?
his partner, a young woman,
married?
it was heated, died down
At 2 a.m. ! A dark !
has short back an sides: cropped top
and it is July 2017
no beard ! As is the fashion !
some barber !
maybe secret drinkers?
a packet of three? Or implant?
Glad their was no violence,
evidence an all that tape.
The children of the street
slept through it all
but a dog barked,
in the distance.
Then
got up, went to the toilet,
on this summer morning,
with twilight stars and
a scent coming from the wood :.
around here..........
round er
you can feel the grub;
in peoples pants,
women esp
methadone
from a no smoking clinic,
powder on the street
outside a shop;
with litter
and tarmac gum.
always thought we
would get out of it
then realised we would;
Have to adapt !
and crack a few jokes
on nothing
but fresh air :.
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