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FROM THE MULTI-POLAR MIND OF A RECOVERING EX-USER

not poetry, not purposeful, not pretending









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Friday 31 May 2013

Dream of A Rustling Man

It’s lost in history, the cost's in the future, revealed in a mystery and hidden by a suture. Time runs like a river: you have already chosen, you chose it every time, the river's flow is not one line. Are you sure you're not dreaming? because waking's the enemy; do not drink from the cup but the fountain of memory. I'm an atheist of sight: I see more than one angle, a Bringer of Light, do not shirk from the tangle. I will save you some day but maybe not today; fuck victory, its defeat: to advance, we retreat.

Legal Highs

Prohibition started it, Changing farts to real big shit, Cause the law left from the loop An endless bowl of chemi-soup. Can we escape these legal highs Without the need to legalize? I got a clue, I tell no lies: Forget the shape, re-call the size

Monday 18 February 2013

Sandman

Though it hurts to burst your bubble, It feels worse to curse your double, So destroy the doppelganger, And the deal can still be done. So if Chaos lurks in corners, It's 'cause Dream sent it to warn us, That his brother tells tall tales, That his sister's ship soon sails, And that Quality leaves hip trails.

Sunday 17 February 2013

The Impostor

I'm an impostor, Not who you think I am, Not even who I really feel I am, I'm just the one whose thinking what I am, Who sees below the surface of the scam, And mocks the million minds which give a damn. I'm a lost actor, Not the shining star at centre stage, Not a man who even acts his age, I'm just a void that's spilling on this page, Wild words which invoke rippling on the lake, And reach the other shore without a break.