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  • Berlin face off 

    Berlin face off 

    I was standing on the pavement My fingers cold and stiff  The phone loose in my hand  It’s job done Directions good. I saw my goal Iconic and cool Lines clean against the cobalt rise And then a blue Familiar friend Caught my eye and As I bent Towards its light  I saw my life…

  • Rocking

    Rocking

    I crashed and burned today,  my body just refusing  To move the way I wished it to, I stopped and pain ripped through. My friend appeared and so I asked For help. She did, of course. And so I glided home A passenger  all tucked in tight But weary to the bone. My partner saved…

  • Scan

    Scan

    How do you become a real poet? How do you get paid to write rhymes ? Do I quote intellectual- Would that be effectual? Or am I behind with the times. An agent? A slam night? Try open mic sessions… I’m serious  but there’s no exams like professions … Pay hundreds to study? Or will…

  • Sage words

    Sage words

    How much farrow and ball does the world really need, When will we be too too tasteful? Will all the dives Become too gentrified, Will all that’s bright become hateful? The march of the neutral, the hoards of the taupe, The mouse ear, the off white, the bone.  The urban landscape will melt into one…

  • Flat

    Flat

    My cat lies so flat she presses the soft  the soft presses down  And somewhere the soft becomes hard  And shoves back out  And my hand pressing hard  spider steps  inch from me  tiny shapes  Such big shouts  scratched out here  Hard to hear  If you are near tho You can see through See me…