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Windows
close to midnighttwenty two degreesroof openwe roll down the windowsroll down the stripcruise control ontwenty mphcan’t find the musicshuffling through the dockwarehouses, flood lights, cctvcobbled streets, Trafalgar Squaredepeche modean abandoned town film seta lone riotous pub on the quaywe roll onlaughingnot street racing from the lightswe’re up to sixty, pluswe head West by North-westsea-salt thickening →
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on the strip
who needs Las Vegasburied deep in a desertwhen you’ve got GY? ~ JS & CLP 18/06/2022 →
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on luck
ten bob in two peespink panda from slot machinetaint of copper coins ~ n.b. You probably think that this little story deserves a footnote (and you’re probably correct), but it’s 22c, after midnight and I’m playing late night summer blues, so you’ll have to write your own this time, sorry. However, who knew one could →
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on the moon
did you really thinksuch beauty could pass unseenbehind a silk screen? ~ CLP 17/06/2022 →
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on the self
Are we whom we desire to beOr who as we appear to othersThe sum of their desiresThe embodiment of their hopesThe personification of their dreamsThe casket for their fears? ~ CLP 16/06/2022 →
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on evening
dusk draws up magicStrawberry Moon, dragonfliesour path less certain ~ CLP 16/06/2022 →
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on the map
coasts, rivers, contoursmove over millenniapaper-thin borders ~ CLP 15/06/2022 →
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on the moon
exposed to moonlightour puny faults visiblewe cannot hide here ~ CLP 15/06/2022 →
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on Ukraine
daily more losttwo hundred dead, eight hundred maimedmedia lose interest ~ CLP 14/06/2022 →
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