December 2011
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Going swimming in the sea with a flask of whiskey...
NO FUN INTENDED
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POEM- Path and Thinking Away
there i was once
dressed in the warm clothes
as the bus rolled
past bony shoulders of buildings
and breathed in the citys smoke
the footsteps on paths loud and wet
felt like insects
a hive of vexed clicks
and i waited
eyes taking in the ooze of orange glows
no sign yet
wondering how messy my hat hair was
outside the hotel
and the african toilet attendant
i thought of him every...
i have never eaten a packet of crisps so awkwardly...
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POEM- ...
there seems to be no full reprieve
in dashes towards wonder
as thoughts fly high into the sky
conceived in clouds of thunder
are striking now upon my eyes
blink out in flash of blaze
cannot be seen with clarity
but hypnotized and dazed
could it be seen as form of pity
like the little plash of sorrow
or do i now doubt what its about
for validity tomorrow
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POEM- Lalalalala
i have eaten about
thirteen bits of potatoes
that didnt even taste that nice really
but made me full
and my head heavy
like a jcb or something
cold in the room now
the fire of takeaway boxes
and bits of newspaper
didnt do much to warm me
my eyes feel heavy too
like my eyelashes are all drunk
maybe they are
id like to feel a bit drunk
but i have no money
only just about enough
to...
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POEM- Laowai
here i am about to smoke
chinese pipe tobacco
with my friend
and the room is quiet
and full of little
bits and pieces
