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Nibblers, Nukes and Noodles

Hiding summer’s age no more No more leaves in summer sky Turning dark on empty car lots When summer was my only friend — I always wondered what Spanish folk called the Spanish Flu back in 1918. The Flu? Spanish … Continue reading

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A Dealer In Hope

The man stared at him and howled, pus was dripping out of sores on his bald head and running down his malformed back. Continue reading

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Then They Came For Me

Tonight I’m wound tighter than a watchspring ‘Cos when the skies are clear, the threat of rain is always here with you Everything you say is a call to arms With all that’s gone before my motives never felt so … Continue reading

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The Waiting Game

They’re givin’ you the business and puttin’ on a show You’re a million dollar man that ain’t got no dough But critics still continue to plaster My name and discredit my fame — Finally, the adrenalin is dissipating. A couple … Continue reading

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Bella’s Morning

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots An electric train and a ripped-up phone booth Waking up at 6 A.M. on a cool warm morning Opening the windows and breathing in petrol — Bella wakes, the sound of … Continue reading

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The Attercliffe Assassin

The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on Sometimes, when I … Continue reading

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Airport Run

3:36, it’s cold, I know I’m growing old With life’s best side on the downward slope Done it before, do it again Early morning cold taxi. —   Brrrp! Brrrp! Roger slammed his grizzly hand down on the alarm clock. … Continue reading

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