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When we're not being chipped
we're being ripped off
or 'longed off'
by the injustice system.
Having been led down
the garden path
there he was
sitting in the shed
potting plants.

And we've all been down that road
haven't we
or is it just me?

Tea
said to himself
because he was on his own

and though he had no inclination to stir
he stirred the cup
took a biscuit from the tin
dipped in and took another one
nearly gone he thought
time I went and bought some more
but the superstore was miles away
and it being such a sunny day
he thought
*** it
it'll wait.
Do you remember the monitors?
No!
not the lizards
the ones by the side of your bed
when ICU
was not a game of hide and seek
they beeped while you slept and the
nurses kept watch.

All better now.
Pick and choose,
what are you scared of
there is nothing to lose
it's a win-win.

But we've been
where win
wasn't an option
where
there was no pick and choose
you took what they gave you
and hoped for the best.

This was like breakfast time in
the last century
a
bowl of cold porridge
from the century before
and if you complained
you got 'what for'
there was no Oliver
no one asked for more.
I am still the rough draft
a page that once laughed
an oceanic tide
a mad fairground ride
a note on the side
on the A4 of life.
untitled, as it was

( today )
Erased
rephrased
and
those days
have passed.

Looked into the wishing well
wished for heaven
it gave me hell
but a long time ago
is a long time to know
what ailed me
and what
if anything failed me

now being proofread,

Happy 12th to:

'by the dead undead who do not know
that this is where we are and there's nowhere left to go '
People have wings that unfold
or so I am told,
angels
in disguise?

I've seen them
when
the spirit is within them,
let's
call them holy men
women too,

just people like
you
and me
trying to see
the good
in everyone.
Already fed up with the weather?
pull yourself together and wrap
up warm,
there's a storm coming this way
and
while politics plays politics
there'll be no change.

Sick of the rhetoric
and how they'll do it all
just come find me and tell me
when it's done,

Parliament
until they stop running off at the mouth  
in that fancy cathedral located down South
and do something,
anything except nothing,
I won't be voting.
What they say they'll do is never what is done.
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