A Transmission of Hope

  
Seas of synthesiser and wounded piano underpinned by beats sparse & clean, a transmission of hope broadcasting soon.

( J )

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Shimmering With Shadowplay

  
From the wreckage I was cut, shimmering with shadowplay.

( J )

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Stumbling, Falling & Tripping

  

A technicolor smile emitting love like light in an oubliette, eyes tethered lifting me higher than the refused E’s ever could have. I’m stumbling, falling & tripping for you.

( J )

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Written In Wrists

  

They called of the search ‘cos it was written on their wrists.

( J )

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If I Never Made Mistakes

  

Thinking: if I never made mistakes I’d make even more.

( J )

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Money That Folds

  

Money that folds hides in the corners of the globe as London levitates precarious, tyranny living in irony.

( J )

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Sorrow’s Skyline

 

One rendezvous with sorrow’s skyline and all becomes irrelevant.

( J )

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Ephemeral Eternities

  
Got the weekend at my fingertips, lazers on a razor’s edge and paradise in the pulse of offspring & spouse. Plans rebounding to form memories, anecdotes and legend, sinking feelings of the week ascending from the sea; skybound for an ephemeral eternity of open arms.

( J )

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Lungs of Lethargy

  
The assassination of angles in mirrors moving isosceles & eternal, legs in the sun blocking the light of another day from kissing life into lungs of lethargy, forever carrying vagabond bones for the love of it.

( J )

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Lines In The Sand

  
Boat-bound in the arms of the med anonymous & sinking, ignored by the bitter virtue of ubiquity. Borders dictating access like lungs picking breath, the lines in the sand are there to be crossed.

( J )

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