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chris-griffiths
Cheltenham Hi - let's be brief. We're limited by circumstances, but - I like: food, banging balloons, breaking things and TV.
It's finally here - the night of the year; come inside for festive cheer. Music playing, party hum, stomach's churning - "What's to come?" I'll settle down when I've been served - won't be feeling so reserved. As I turn my eyes above, I get to see the sight I love. Oh, my... Pretty women in fine voice, fit young men, if that's your choice, but as I upward lift my eyes, I know where my talent lies. Like sacrifices, held in place - slaves to non-existent grace. Found a corner, taking stock; still two hours 'til 12 o'clock. DJ's making crazy sounds; happy atmosphere abounds. Two girls dancing by the tree - does either of them think like me? Time to gather for the chime; almost time for "Auld Lang Syne". Hands perversely beckoning; it's the time of reckoning! New year's dawning gets relayed; see the beautiful cascade. People grabbing what they're after; night's alive with shrieks and laughter. Then the festive bangs begin to make a nice and naughty din. Women glancing to the ground - stepping on the things they've found. Fingers crush their fragile prey; rev'llers boisterously play. People gaily greet their friends with wishes for what 'morrow sends. Soon we'll all be on our way - another year, another day. Ears a-ringing, sounds a-mix; tonight I've really had my fix!
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
New Year's Eve
School's out for the holiday; no classes and presents - "Hip hooray!" Before we go our sep'rate ways, there's jelly, cake and party games... ...and this party's gonna end with a bang! We've sang and danced the "Hokey Cokey"; Laughed and played - so okey-dokey. Pass the parcel - this and more. We know what we're waiting for. Nearly time to pack away; they've brightened up out happy day. Not much more to do or say; only one more game to play. Runnin', jumpin', sittin'! Sound in my ears ringin'. Squeals of fright mixed with delight; runnin', jumpin', sittin'! Years go by - less young I get; no sign of it going yet. My latex friends cheer up my day - soft and fragile - here I play. Sittin' - sweet sittin'!
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
Sitting
Glass paradise ------------------- Faraway from tethering reality; into the dark domain of possibility; go under with me - and free yourself of all your chains. This jewel of a place would be so hard to find - bound by the limitations of our waking mind, But in our dreams, we never need to run out of these panes. Left and abandoned to decay; whatever its purpose, it's had its day. No-one cares and no-one minds - and no-one knows, so no-one finds. Scattered rubble strewn about; sticks and stones - for me, no doubt! Party time - it has begun! It's time for me to have some fun! ****** ****** brittle glass; oh that this would never pass! What, oh what, if they could see the secret life of naughty me! Thoughts turn to the future in the light of day. I wonder if again I 'll ever get to play. Memories of trespassing in empty barns and beautiful destruction in abandoned farms. ****** ****** brittle glass; oh that this would never pass. What, oh what, if they could see the secret life of naughty me!
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 7:48 PM UTC
Glass paradise