June 2012
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February 2012
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Nervously I wait for noon to approach sudden as a roar
Drinking sublime from the green aching cup
Shakes and nausea are approaching in waves upon my brow
I shudder against the tide and saline spray on my bow
Neither living but not quite floundering up to be drown
Another place bringing on a sense that doom belongs
Have I risked all for naught but a rough passage?
At 11am I feel plainly that...
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Dwelled in a warm bed talking improperly to CB. Got up and stepped out. Got to Costa Coffee Co. at 11am. It’s very very busy. For a moment I was waiting for a comfy chair away from those relentless hordes. Now like the table I briefly depended on I am uniquely solitary - a fragile flower amongst the trampling hooves of a faction finding frenzy. Is there such a revelation as coffee shop...
So I turned 40 on Thursday week and I felt like some huge obstacle/object was removed from my life. Like I was upon the threshold of a dream and this feeling hasn’t disappeared over the ridge yet. It feels like I need to get away from the dull news headlines quick enough and turn away from a stream of meaningless phantoms chasing me from the 20th centuries opiate of the masses: just to see...
Time to leave the freezing northern counties for the metropolis; which is cold.
Drink Drink and perambulate from an Angry royal to disposed quays.
Legends of the shits in the bushes.
On February morns by Edward’s manor
And wet feet sagging after the thaw.
Ending toes and body snap through London.
Unfolding back upon ourselves again.
And I plunge below our mad monarch.
Deposed the...
January 2012
12 posts
