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The Go -To Man………………
Malcolm had a disdain for the burbs that often got him into trouble…….
The Go-To Man ………………
He was on his way to Hoppers Crossing to finish something he had been planning for weeks………..
5.45am on the 26th floor
Naked except for the morning light, her nails were like talons on the porcelain basin.
what is art?
I think I have stumbled on the answer……
the truth of the matter ……..
life filtered through a lens
Whwn it comes to truth, ask me.
forbidden love, it always hurts…..
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Brian & Jackson – Its a question of rel…
He swiftly threw the rope over the exposed beam whilst still obscured by shadow and noise……………
we peer into Hell
I have a sneaking suspicion we do not belong here……
sunday morning (Paris end of Collins St)
A large woman curses in Hebrew, whilst mopping some expensive vomit from her pink marble steps.
nationalism ………….. makes …
Nationalism sits in one’s heart and mind. I do not need to express a fervour to take part.
America the brave?
Hope I’m wrong
just a wool classer’s son I spose …&…
As the dutiful son I went. What the damn for I did’nt know.
the fringe dwellers
Head down and arm up, / hand cupped they seek
having a bad day ???
Fate they say is the precursor to living…
Tucking my suitcase under the bar, some old soak morosely muttered, “she takes nine days to give up the dead……”
life can be a trap ……
He came out of her peripheral vision, almost apologetic in the making.
regrets I have many ….
Light flooded forward and a solid door inched open. It was Mum.
whispering to the angels
Producing an alfoil package, it was unwound revealing a human fetus in a decomposed state.
options for some …..
She had recently discovered the key to his gun cupboard and options flooded forward in line with that sawn-off Winchester.
narcissus knew best ?
Disorientated now and beyond help, Narcissus became erratic.
the simple survivor …..
… he sat on his caravan roof, drank wild turkey and thumbed his nose at life.
burn baby burn !
The smell of kerosene still gave him an erection
the boundary rider
I kept my cool whilst zipping up and hand washing.
ride the king snake ………..
death chooses and pain hovers…
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