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on Ukraine
in the alcove of an abandoned shoplaid out in dishevelled dreamson top of improvised beddingdesperate for sleepclutched by each otherdesperate for sleeptattered, battered, torndesperate for sleepas the upright peopleturn out from the last trainfrom theatres, barsthe queues for clubsanother police siren cuts into the drunken chatteringdesperate for sleepa gaggle of othersliving closeto the lip of →
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on bodywork
use it for livingor nurse it alongmaintain and sustainor preserve and curateenjoy the physicalor cosset and coddleaccept the wear and tearor perpetually fretexplore beyond limitsor avoid risktake your body with youor let it dictatewith only one issueddon’t let it go to waste~ CLP 14/07/2025 →
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on Ukraine
“…too many people.”is there a number that’s acceptable?what are the limits forcollateral damage?not just thembut your people too?have the sirens deafened you to the cries of the mourning mothers?how high must the river of tears risebefore the dam breaksand you are swept away by the flood?~n.b. The USA President is cross that his friend in →
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on theft
sneak-thief, cheap skatewhat have you gained from itbar fear of getting caughtfor some pathetic reward?you have keys to doorswithout addressesbut I found my phoneon waste groundyou could not crack the codeto the phoneor lifethankfullyyou stayed locked out of mineit was lying face upon the old school sitewhere seeds of buddleia davidathistles and grasses thriveI easily →
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on human rights
It is the first human rightVital, fragile, briefThe right to lifeWhich, quick or slow, must endIn a car crash, flood,Obscene bomb attack at a caféA dog bite, disease, famineOr in the night, when asleepPray that it might be soA happy deathShould be the second of our rights~ CLP 06/07/2025 →
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on the warming sea
there were many squidnow octopus are commonpeople are happythey catch octopusand sell them for a lot moreso they are happy~n.b. Not so sure the octopus are too chuffed about it. Life goes on, they say. The only constant is change. CLP 02/07/2025 →
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on peace (iv)
as the big man blusters along Main StreetBoot Hill is filling with famished bodiespeople get caught in mass casualty eventswhile scavenging for scrapsin the middle of a shoot outpeople herded off the landwhere settlerswith military backupstake claims on turfdescribed in ancient texts as promisedthe law of this landleans to ancient scribblersthrough written judgementoral history, nomadic →
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on peace (iii)
after laying down the lawthe big guy left the saloonand as soon as he’d gonethe brawl reignitedDon’t make me come back in there!his voice boomed through the swing doorsa final sly digWhat could I do? I was in mid-swing!the little guy protested(yes, that little guythe one bulked up by steroids, protein drinks and armed to →
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on peace (ii)
staggering away from the scenethe old clown mutterssplutters out his story to sympathetic matesThe Last Chance Saloonreturned to its usual statechaos, criminalityso many heads turning a blind eyethat the regulars miss the warningI’ll be back…but I’m bringing my mates~ CLP 24/06/2025 →
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