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hindsight

a pack mule called regret

Its a poem about looking back at the path a relationship has taken from start to finish. All those things you could of do differently; hindsight is a terrible thing, it turns you into a fully laden pack mule.

(2014)

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from out of the lake

through your bedroom window on the grounds outside your dorm was a tiny lake in a circle of tre… that caught moonlight and eerie fo… hours spent high as floating kites
the buttered chimp

You sit on my knee Wriggling like a serpent Contorting like a gymnast Like a buttered chimp Head butting my lips
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snarls

I have no forgiveness in my heart just the tired soul of a vengeful… who’s wings were clipped long ago and behind gritted teeth snarls chained in the garden like a guard…
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the ballad of self inflicted misery

If I could tell you the story Read you the journal of my life Could you listen without a judgeme… And keep your lips pursed tight If I could show you everything
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swollen

dark eyes sleep deprived dark cloudless skies lay in slumber shadows call
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where the lines blur

We circumvent and pray for recompe… In the thick of where the lines bl… We eke out a rich mans fortune for… In the thick of where the lines bl… We are the joke and line of punch,…
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a nobody in a strange town

like a ghost I roam this town this lithographic world that rest’… an etched name upon a vague signpo… dun fate that sings to a firing sq… it makes no precise difference
the bones of an argument

You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
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winters morning

the train tracks gently rattle in… and a wind chime calls an atmosphe… the wind blows a leaf strewn force… and I’m lost in the purpose of my… gutters magnifying a slow trickle…
always the pennies lie

father, my life has been hell you turned your back on me, the smallest glimmer of value I meant less than that to thee what revolution will you have me s…
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asides

true and real faith hides its face… between ego and a barrage of hurt… we endure our lives as an out as a… asides fluttering in subliminal ec… our stage and act is someone else’…
love disappears when watered down

If I were you I’d be nicer Less abusive, more contrite If I were you I’d be happier Because your world contains no str… If I were you I’d think of others
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true saviour

You’ll never know how you saved me You pulled me, gripped my collar Yanked me back from the pit of me That place where the madness perco… My true saviour
the invisible man

The invisible man strides He glides he struts and paces No one can really see him He’s a vampires mirror reflection He’s the clown without a red nose
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derisory royalty

I’m always there for you whatever you need I find and give, I never ask for anything in return and without a smile that’s all you… this field I plough from day to da…
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