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Month: March 2020

dog

Posted on 31/03/2020 by Mark Prisco

I can’t leave a room like you can so no-one notices.   i soil the moment blow the candle b/ween us when i’m speaking.   no-one hates me not ever.   i could step on shit, walk it on the carpet & it wouldn’t matter.   i’m only 50 & my cousin’s son is dead…

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I am an Island

Posted on 28/03/2020 by gizzyblue

Locked in – Remembering passwords – Delegating them to my frontal lobe – Chemical invasion – What’s the occasion? I am an island – forced into social isolation – I will be safe… I am an island – Stay at home Mums will have their fun working from home – Stock up the gin –…

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Aias

Posted on 27/03/2020 by peterlebaige

Aias One of the heroes of Homer’s Iliad, known more by the Latin form of his name, Ajax, whose shield was even layers of hide capped with one of bronze. when we woke where the square of hours leaned into five, the tide, placed offering of calm, the earth’s arm in dark sleeve stayed at…

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freedom

Posted on 21/03/2020 by Mark Prisco

commit me.   i need like a bird needs the sky to be held, cut   short it hurts like   & so i say, for instance, let the horses go; dogs also. i’m not ready but   i’ve sunk my fists in the vanity & not looked at the mirror. heard between my ears…

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Creeping Determinism

Posted on 21/03/2020 by emjay

Drinking hand sanitiser by the cough full. Building a bunker brick boxes of tissues.   Not my fault you didn’t stock up sooner. Couldn’t you see it coming?   Televised ring side fights over 4-ply. Those reality TV guys saw it coming.   Social Distancing Media screaming Of course we should have closed the borders…

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christ

Posted on 20/03/2020 by Mark Prisco

you’re crazy. there is no was no   never will be no will no big   bang; destiny. the end beginning. prayer   is necessary; religion. the uplifting of morals; the Cross & Its demolition.   i don’t fear it. uplifted; nailed, held fast. an example.   the Press were beastly about it & One…

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Karma

Posted on 14/03/2020 by emjay

Some things I can’t put on paper. Can’t won’t.   Things I’ve done. Things done. Things undone. Things done unto me. Object subject ive and vice versa verse of vice   Karma’s a bitch. Made a bitch outa me.

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