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Bridget and the ‘Black Help’ –
Bridget has a urine wash, the bladder blows, wet saddle-sore setting-in, coarse vaginal lips turning crisp red L.A. lives with her, she was the Irish-named ‘Top-Man’ once, the hated and evaluated ‘Bridget The Great’, smelling corporate dinners, gymnast hands balancing … Continue reading
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Tagged corporate world, Cross, freestyle, God, Golgotha, Heaven, Ireland, Jesus, L.A., poetry, prose, race, racism, religion, Saint, Stephen Hawking, USA, W.C. Fields
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How to kill-off some of the poor –
Green Paper aeroplanes and White Paper aeroplanes Thousands for the list, a new damned chart, quantified fish-type mouths, the circled lips of ‘mpuh-mpuh’, their pointless feed stopped It’s the D.o-W.hat-P.ays – Britain’s silent death camps Balancing acts and Budget deficits … Continue reading
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Tagged Britain, British Government, Conservatives, Devil, DWP, Economics, God, Government, poetry, poor, poverty, prose, sanctions, Tories, UK
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A Roman story –
Roman Emperors, bidding, biting slaves, and gracious problems, looking sideways into a far distance, seeing through dark crevice guards, perils of the abstract collective before medieval scribes popularised Carta for Noblemen, House, and retinue. Romanising words, the story of brave … Continue reading
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Tagged Christianity, freestyle, God, Greek Mythology, history, Jesus, medieval, poetry, politics, power, prose, Roman Empire, Rome
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Saving the Planet with a Pack of Wolves –
Ate a butterfly to save the Planet, its colourful 3-D wingspan took a lot of looking after, humanity given grace and favour when it rested like strange powdered dust between two slices of bread. Energy in ‘Project Action’, and rifle-ready, … Continue reading
On the edge –
A man of fantastic means and nerves shot, leaves a known World to cut a forest down, a cabin built high enough for a man of six feet two or shorter. Awake again, one year later, a man outside for … Continue reading
Time ends with bread and shelter –
I came here for an ending Brought myself back here for something other than the other things collected in the past since leaving I’m now in a ‘Here’, feeling it, that everything travelling backwards, that pacy rewind past me I … Continue reading
Truth and Truths –
This can’t be it, this and that here The ‘There’s’, all those, and all the ‘Now’s’ This forever, for that three score years and that added-on ten to it, the ‘Life’ Keep on in it, the ‘Own Self’ in it … Continue reading
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Tagged freestyle, God, Life, poetry, prose, psychology, self, self aware, truth
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Slum – A hole in a slum, green foliage dreams, washed people away, dogs and more dogs, …
A hole in a slum, green foliage dreams, washed people away, dogs and more dogs, where we were then – ‘built upon ancient vermin for the new upright four-limbed vermin.’ Scabies across our bodies, and no doctor painted us white for … Continue reading
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Tagged dead, death, equal rights for women, factory owners, family, feminism, God, Jesus, loneliness, love, nineteenth century, pauper, pauper's grave, poetry, prose, sister and brother, steel works, tramps, Victorian age, woman
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