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Some old people
and classic cars
hold
the old values.
Two
tutu's
do not make
four
tutu's
simple maths
init?
My finger plucks
a tune from a
blue Monday
morning.
Proof  we exist
in the loving hearts
that miss
us.
Samantha
blinked twice
and worked magic
I wish
I could.
Tasting her lips and
touching heaven.
Angels
in her eyes.
Strip me down
and build
a
Kawasaki
from my
bones.
They pour
a dawn chorus
to fill
up my glass.
a
fantasy,
you and me
waves crashing
on the shore
In the olde days
babies were made this way
according to Hollywood
That was us
when we were
invisible,
we still
are.
Friday morning
never hurts as
much
as Sunday night
does.
In an unoccupied state
I wait for
the last
rites.
My mood depends
on
if and when
the darkness
descends.
The pine needles
fall,
I fall too
pining
for you.
I want to cry
when I make
a spellig
mistake.
I wonder what the chances are.

We do, don't we?
I give myself
a ten for
when
I
need
inspiration
Like lambs to the slaughter
and
I thought we were
invincible.
She bayonets me
with a look
that says,
keep quiet.
When you
fall in love
there is
no
safety net.

#foreverfalling
I won a goldfish
at the Fayre,
is that fair?
The comfort zone
becomes your prison,

time
to bust out.
Another deadline
headline
it's about time
they
sorted it out.
Life,
the set of rules,
the algorithm
that fools
everyone.
So long or not so long
the memory of Summer.
where can I get
metric spanners
for a
quantum mechanic?
This is just transition
from
a condition to another
condition.
The best vintage
red wine,
her lips
drinking in mine.
Fried in
North Acton
but
they still call it
Kentucky?
It was only yesterday
or was it sixty years ago?
Whatya gonna, when you're gonna
do what ya gotta do?
Cutting remarks are
generally made
by people
with
blunt scissors
When you unwrap your present,
you find your past
present
The last man
standing
will be on
Facebook
posting
selfies.
This is not
the  Louis
that Superman
had
in mind.
I puff them
up,
they burst
and
rain on me.
Mr Homeless
on the street
by
a
lack of interest.
In the
library
with a sharpened
quill
by
Will
Shakespeare
DNA, deoxyribonucleic acid?
or could it
mean
DO NOT ALTER.
To
counteract the abstract
I mount fractals
in
stamp albums.
I go into the blue again
wondering who again,
why?
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Parrot fashion.
When it hits the fan
time to get another fan.
The new bible.

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provider.
She attempts
to tempt me
with
lumpy gravy,

love triumphs.
The Coriolis effect
for those days
when you're on
the move
Sadly this is #11words, just an extra one in a long line of failures
Does the Sun
know the wonder
of its own rising?
Still loving her
when she's not
there,
Still loving her.
She disarmed me
with a smile
and
I surrendered
gracefully.
Do you turn the pages
when you read the stars?
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