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Apr 16
i

i can´t eat your smiles
or your silences
(we have been down

this road..)
for how many years..
lily, here is reality-

ii

reality is boring-
in a tea-shirt-
you don´t work-

you don´t eat..
(and if there is no
work..?)

iii

we signed on-
about 19 pounds a
week..

a giro came once
a fortnight
usually on a friday..

iv

(we were lucky?!)
it was kind of boring
it was hard to know

what to do-
there was the punk
scene-

(about the only thing
that made me feel
young..)

a girlfriend slapped
me with a book-
crime and punishment

so i read it-guilt and
sickness but no internet-
the future looked grim..

v

war raged (unofficially
of course)
things got rather *****

i said eff this lily
and went to greece
where i knew nothing..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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   Riz Mack
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