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Should have been in Reno
at the very least Denver
or 'Frisco
but they wouldn't let me go
so
I'm sitting here in Wapping
chopping firewood for a shilling
and She's off out there shopping
God's got a lot to answer for.
AI creates beautiful flowers
Velvety with dew and in all ways perfect!
Bees are disinterested.


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
American haiku does not use 5-7-5 syllable count, it must be ironic. ;)
Here on the edge of obscurity where the prophets sit back and study me, looking forward and I might say quite anxiously to what obscurity has got in store for me,
but it is
filled with incredible people from the known world and way back to the Neanderthal,
the forgotten ones
the ones who'd never be forgotten but were
they're all there and I'm going to be there too
unless you
remember me.
When you're up for what you're up for
and the magistrate says, take him down,
turn that frown into a smile and tell him
I'll see you in a little while.

he'll worry like a terrier
add another year to the stretch
he's already given ya,

but you'll forget
sat in the cell
watching the colour TV.
That numbing feeling
scrolling
through Facebook,
but it took that
to make me relax
oh
and a bottle of wine.

Then I listened to
my heartbeat
to check that it
was still there,

work?
jeez it was tough today
no time to play
it was nose to the wheel
and I wondered
quite idly
what the **** am I doing this for?

Routine?
I need it
it feeds me,
She tries to lead me astray
and I say
not tonight darling
but then it is morning
and I have a smile on my face.
Eight of the clock
and I'm getting ready
for what?

Are you feeling or fuelling my appetite?

no!
just work
and it can be
gruelling.

It's
Sunday and no day to slack
no rest for the wicked and
no looking back
so it's
onwards
like those Christian soldiers
I wonder if they got dipped
in your eggs.
It's called the economy because we're always economising and we know that someone has their hand in the till getting their fill of our hard-earned,
in the end
they'll do away with cash
put it all on the credit card
tell me if you think life's hard,
oh, you do?
imagine that.

Saturday and I'm working
Sunday and I'm working
the taxman's out there lurking
rubbing his hands in glee.

But I'm good,
I have to be
or
She,
will give me that look.
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