Now I don’t want to offend anyone here, but I couldn’t help noticing that there appears to be an illuminated crucifix suspended above the building work for Sainsburys new Pizza…
For all fans of mathematical poetry….. pi, it doesn’t go with chips you can’t get it with gravy when it first crops up in maths I swear it will drive…
sprawled out across the country cities flashing by occasionally you make a turn and once or twice you hide lying in your tarmac sheets your eight lane black top wide
how long you been on drugs love about nine years last week that’s a long time since I was sweet thirteen and cute man
so if you see me out tonight don’t take cover, don’t take fright it was not me, it could not be I sit at home with my TV
Looking out to distant hills which float on mist made seas of light while morning frost evaporates and ice wind races across rock strewn desolate
A poem looking back, and looking forward to those long summer days to come.
I’m sat up a tree I’m as happy as can be I’m a cool cat baby that’s the cat that is me -=-=-=-=-
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