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    <title>preston on buzz &amp; fade</title>
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      <title>western times</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/post/2020-06-08-western-times/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2020 17:21:11 +1000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>I hadn&amp;rsquo;t walked this street in years
avoiding stray memories
so I armed myself
with brand new music.

Somehow, though
the right song hit the right notes
and when I turned left to look
it hit me right in the feels.
Fourteen years
and the source of&amp;hellip;
&amp;hellip;plenty of experiences
I can neither avoid
nor disavow.
Reaching the main road
in a gasp of air
I hurried on my way</description>
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      <title>the venetian-blinded Sunday</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2018/08/05/the-venetian-blinded-sunday/</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2018 07:14:09 +0000</pubDate>
      
      <guid>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2018/08/05/the-venetian-blinded-sunday/</guid>
      <description>a languid afternoon
rare winter sun
revisiting old photographs
balanced by the unease
of that last BoC album
keeping me from the blue
in-side
and out of harm’s way.</description>
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      <title>back &amp; forth</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2016/01/04/back-forth/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2016 09:24:11 +0000</pubDate>
      
      <guid>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2016/01/04/back-forth/</guid>
      <description>a new year
scanning a roll of film
in one room
an old Field Mice album
plays in another
memories slightly removed
a chance meeting
and a twinge of regret
resolution
is just out of reach</description>
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      <title>quiet things</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2014/03/17/quiet-things/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2014 07:01:02 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>managing to leave
in my preferred time-period
I avoided the brutishness
of peak-hour public transport
and found my calmest moment:
standing in the kitchen
cat underfoot
cooking an unadventurous
but not too unhealthy
dinner for one
in absolutely no hurry
whatsoever.</description>
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      <title>friday morning</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2014/01/16/friday-morning/</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jan 2014 22:34:16 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>I caught myself eating
a breakfast I wasn&amp;#8217;t particularly fond of
(but felt I ought to eat)
in a fancy café I wasn&amp;#8217;t particularly keen on
(but was conveniently close)
while some unidentifiable music drifted by.
so after a brief
moment of self-chastisement
and a little reflection
I left a small tip
which seemed appropriate.</description>
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      <title>black</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2013/10/16/black/</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Oct 2013 09:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>somewhere in the depth
of my evening despair
I figured I should go
for a short walk
to buy some cat food
if nothing else.
my spirits rose
when I remembered
that they&amp;#8217;d probably have
Marmite back on the shelves
and so it was:
I now have something
tiny, black and sticky
to look forward to
for breakfast tomorrow.
I am ever-grateful
for small mercies
they keep me alive</description>
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      <title>ages</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2013/10/09/ages/</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Oct 2013 09:22:24 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>a number of times lately
I&amp;#8217;ll hear a song
or an album by someone
from around 7 years ago
and think
&amp;#8220;was it really that long ago?
I never let that one sink in
like I did their earlier work&amp;#8221;
and then I wonder
why everything changed
in those recent years?
why did I stop?
why did I stop
enjoying things like that?
The horror creeps in
making awful suggestions</description>
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      <title>momentary distractions</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2013/09/10/momentary-distractions/</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Sep 2013 09:52:30 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>it was just like on television
I&amp;#8217;d just put the rubbish out
and when I looked up to
the clear, dark evening
I saw a small white dot
speeding across the sky.
a neighbour&amp;#8217;s cat brushed my leg
but I was transfixed
by things up above;
it took me a moment
to readjust to the world below
and give her a pat.</description>
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      <title>naut</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2012/08/27/naut/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2012 10:09:13 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>i have no relationship with the moon
it comes and goes in my life
like any other thing
once in a while
i might say to her
&amp;#8220;hey, go and have a look,
it&amp;#8217;s really big
tonight&amp;#8221;
and she&amp;#8217;d reply with a
bone-dry
&amp;#8220;yeah, whatever.&amp;#8221;
well.
as long as the sun shines,
i might get by.
but i&amp;#8217;ll still think about the moon
once in a while.</description>
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      <title>tyranny</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2010/05/22/tyranny/</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 22 May 2010 10:41:06 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>last night i dreamt about technology.
it was rather disappointing when i awoke;
i wanted my dreams to be about
other things.</description>
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      <title>the crowded theatre</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2010/05/09/the-crowded-theatre/</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 10:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>some days
it&amp;#8217;s all you can do
to hold back.</description>
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      <title>nothing is true</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2010/01/27/nothing-is-true/</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 06:53:47 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>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 &amp;#8220;illusion&amp;#8221;.</description>
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      <title>this time tomorrow</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2010/01/03/this-time-tomorrow/</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 10:02:47 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>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.</description>
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      <title>trapped in amber</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/07/07/trapped-in-amber/</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 11:40:10 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>days like these
i feel encased
dodging fellow pedestrians
as per usual
today I&amp;#8217;m limping
hampered
by a ceaseless feeling
that I&amp;#8217;ve got it all wrong
and i&amp;#8217;m searching for
the missing piece
that&amp;#8217;ll start
making things right.</description>
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      <title>downriver</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/05/19/downriver/</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 08:26:54 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>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&amp;#8217;d like some scones. Later, I talk to an ex-co-worker, who&amp;#8217;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.</description>
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      <title>to the rhythm</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/05/07/to-the-rhythm/</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 10:32:06 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>on days
like the tomorrow
i dread
i feel myself
slipping
between the cracks
of dull repetition</description>
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      <title>the effluent hour</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/05/03/the-effluent-hour/</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 11:40:40 +0000</pubDate>
      
      <guid>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/05/03/the-effluent-hour/</guid>
      <description>i yearn for quiet
moments
by friday it&amp;#8217;s unbearable
echoing
and pointless
in time
i&amp;#8217;ll return to orbit
far from here
far from voices
but close
to love.</description>
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      <title>deep seat</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/04/24/deep-seat/</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 10:57:30 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>dead evening swells
darkness hits
i make my way home
red light
impatient cars
a sudden weariness
overcomes
&amp;#8220;you seemed happier
yesterday?&amp;#8221;
she asks
&amp;#8220;we have two days off!&amp;#8221;
but how do you explain
the feeling of the
grinding
inevitable?</description>
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      <title>i had a little (gravy) boat</title>
      <link>https://lonelyradio.net/buzz/archives/2009/04/19/i-had-a-little-gravy-boat/</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 09:41:42 +0000</pubDate>
      
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      <description>i dreamt
of those individual
microwaveable puddings
that come in pairs
with the foil top
i found them while rummaging
somewhere in the house
&amp;#8220;hey&amp;#8221;
i asked my wife
&amp;#8220;do you want one?&amp;#8221;
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&amp;#8217;d overslept
by about two hours
and a house full of</description>
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