Category: England
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Herding Beats on Film: A Weekend of Dancing in the Woods
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The Bitch Is Dead
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Baaarrrr II – The Purpose of Sheep
A poet. Yes with a King Charles spaniel and up-lighters. Market stalls and wondering dick heads at chav night. Fuck you. Sun a March born miracle. Now gone split glimmer of bright light. Motorway, Anticipation and cherish like yesterday pluss. I see them again. Tiny sheep, furry birdies, #babysheepflesh, As one would expect as we…
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To Find a Solution from This
Grizzly terrier face, On a pharmaceutical high, Walking with macaroons, Heading to a room like dead, Hours on hold, To find a solution from this.
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Beautiful Winter Seascapes
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Abstractions of December
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Ellen the Alien Nun
My head leans to a secret thought A meditation visa in Burma And Ellen . Alien-esque with those ears, Pink and the little wooden structure called home. How i laugh. . If this is the end and that is the beginning, Just how i imagined back then when i wanted to stay, Through circumstance, And premonition, And reason.…
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Twenty Years Without Death
Eating hidden flesh, Hurling until the blood rises to the skin. Your mistake has cost you two days and two hundred pounds, Its cost me twenty years without death. Hidden amoncst beans and roots, The screen commits a thousand sins. Your mistake draws tears past the surface, and out, My twenty years without death. .
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Early Winter Light
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Early Morning Purges
Finally a beautiful sunrise, A sunrise more than grey. Rising above outer-city suburbia, High above a sorting office and Jews. . Coasting until a crisis, and then one presents. Running imps, The masters of the universe. . Fingertips caressing skin under months of spinney whiskers. Skull under the years of skin. Before the black hole brain, Thoughtful after the news.
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Days Like Light Sandwiches
November already, Autumn on my back, Now where is there to look? Eyes closed or stare through black. Darkness gives life a break. Trees, thickets and slugs pause, Humans expected to continue, power on through this icy bitter world. The sleep of trees and the boom of lights, fizzing, illuminating a path to artificial heat, And the drying…
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Particles That Remain – October/November and Autumn in England
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