Thursday, February 24, 2011


vices and virtues
rewarded or else punished
by fall of the dice

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does anyone else
prefer to go down the snakes
than up the ladders?

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sadly have played this
far more times than i have
indulged in wild sex

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Endless summer hols
Long days swimming in the stream
Nights of snakes and ladders

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Hot night with the kid,
Beer for me and juice for him,
board games and apples

Saturday, February 12, 2011


as a child
it would have been thought
these were gods hands

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a minor gesture while
floating with them divine
above sweaty tourists

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so close, within reach
eons pass, great works crumble
distant as ever

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searching for a God
One to touch, not contemplate
thus put on ceiling

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The cracking plaster
reveals the nature of god
more than the painting

Saturday, February 5, 2011


would you love
even the most weird
desires of mine

while quivering
as beings built into
a notification board

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we may as well wait
in this sign as the bus will
be along shortly

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a hand extended
into our world, dark and cold
but help is withheld

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winter dreary nights
Milanese purgatory
next stop, unconscious

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people who are not,
happily not waiting here,
some place that isn't