Where’s the Beef?
11th March 2008
Town living is a blessing.
I can walk almost everywhere;
the shops, chemist and to bingo.
But a house right on the
High Street is not without issues.
It’s dark, it’s after ten PM
and my door bell rings.
Local kids are bored again.
Playing “knock and run”.
But without any actual running.
Channelled Aggression
2nd November 2007
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Freedom is a White Dot.
Switch into a world free from irrational conflict.
Here things are lit differently; objects seem smoother.
Combat has been optional since the first skirmishes
of this 24/7 war, creating an unreported sub culture.
An underground of conscientious objectors; outside.
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