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tyranny

cos — Sat, 22 May 2010 10:41:06 +0000

last night i dreamt about technology.
it was rather disappointing when i awoke;
i wanted my dreams to be about
other things.

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the crowded theatre

cos — Sun, 09 May 2010 10:12:08 +0000

some days
it’s all you can do
to hold back.

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nothing is true

cos — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 06:53:47 +0000

on the tram
a woman sits in front of me
juggling a happy jack russell
while she scratches
an instant bingo card
and then i notice her t-shirt
which says “illusion”.

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this time tomorrow

cos — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 10:02:47 +0000

after my second game of tennis
in a very long time
i lay down for a nap
while strange music played
and i drifted away
on a strange little boat
vanishing into mist
with voices surrounding
my confused, tired body.

later, the album finished
a familiar bassline marked a change in tack
i found myself dragged mercilessly
from the loving waves
and back into our brightly coloured sofa.

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trapped in amber

cos — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 11:40:10 +0000

days like these
i feel encased
dodging fellow pedestrians
as per usual
today I’m limping
hampered
by a ceaseless feeling
that I’ve got it all wrong
and i’m searching for
the missing piece
that’ll start
making things right.

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downriver

cos — Tue, 19 May 2009 08:26:54 +0000

dream: I drop in to visit my first ever workplace. The old boss is still there, talking to somebody until he notices me standing there. He turns to smile at me and with a glint in his eye, asks if I’d like some scones. Later, I talk to an ex-co-worker, who’d returned there after working in other companies. I make some comment about how hard it is to remember old names after working in so many different places, for so many different people. Suddenly it’s like school as if we’re at recess, with people walking everywhere, doing all sorts of things. I hear a John Cleese line spoken somewhere nearby – “someone lend me a fag, please, or I’ll go spare.”

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to the rhythm

cos — Thu, 07 May 2009 10:32:06 +0000

on days
like the tomorrow
i dread
i feel myself
slipping
between the cracks
of dull repetition

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the effluent hour

cos — Sun, 03 May 2009 11:40:40 +0000

i yearn for quiet
moments
by friday it’s unbearable
echoing
and pointless

in time
i’ll return to orbit
far from here
far from voices
but close
to love.

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deep seat

cos — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 10:57:30 +0000

dead evening swells
darkness hits
i make my way home
red light
impatient cars
a sudden weariness
overcomes

“you seemed happier
yesterday?”
she asks
“we have two days off!”
but how do you explain
the feeling of the
grinding
inevitable?

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i had a little (gravy) boat

cos — Sun, 19 Apr 2009 09:41:42 +0000

i dreamt
of those individual
microwaveable puddings
that come in pairs
with the foil top
i found them while rummaging
somewhere in the house
“hey”
i asked my wife
“do you want one?”

later
i began to find
leftover dinners
peas, gravy and all
congealed on the plate
we were cheerful
as we cleaned it all up.

i awoke
to find I’d overslept
by about two hours
and a house full of
cleaning
awaited us.

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