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Joseph Sinclair Jul 2019
I heard a voice that spoke to me
in tones so sweetly mellifluous
they filled me with a strange delight
and rendered speech superfluous.
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
These hips are made for bearing,
And that’s just what they’ll do.
One of these days these hips
Are gonna bear a child or two.
Recollection of Nancy Sinatra and These Boots are Made for Walking.
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
I have always been mad.
It is a condition
I have learned
to live with.

Yesterday however
I had a moment
of pure sanity.

It scared me.
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
Each morning I awake.

Each morning I am aware
that I am the me that
went to bed last night.

The same me.

And I experience
a vast feeling
of disappointment.

I pray for the day
that I awake
and am
someone
else.
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
We met at Waterloo.

As it seemed we were bound
for the same destination
we travelled together.

But half way there
I asked myself
“Who is he?”

And I feared
to ask him.
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
I like to have a brandy
it makes my heart grow fonder
and gets me feeling randy,
just like a hot transponder.

(A sort of parody of Dorothy Parker's “I love to have a martini”)
Joseph Sinclair Jun 2019
I disengage the padlock of my mind
allowing thoughts free access
to what lurks behind the spread
of undisclosed agendas
and secrets unconfined.
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