Brain fade

I don’t have the line

Or a rhyme that fits.

Just a hole in my mind

A static glitch.

It’s a vague uneasy feeling

An itch I can’t scratch.

The wiring has fried.

The system has crashed.

 

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Surplus to requirements

It was not when the self-service tills began to multiply. Not even when the postal drones made the mailman redundant or the robo-soldiers disarmed the troopers for their own protection did the humans realise they had a problem.

And even when Google and Apple replaced their chief execs with algorithms there was barely a raised eyebrow.

It was only after Politician 2.0 was elected President and began decommissioning us as units surplus to requirements did the human race start to wonder whether progress might not have gone a little far.

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Half a world away

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In an hour we could be sixty miles away.

Tomorrow we could be in France

Or on a plane to Mumbai,

Half a world away from here.

Let’s have an adventure, a fiesta, a new start.

So come on take my hand

Let’s leave our troubles behind and escape.

 

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Glimpse

leaf and twig

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a space in the rock wall
like a portal to the future
provides a glimpse of green

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A deep breath

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Stop!

Look around.

No one else is crying.

The only one

You are hurting

Is you.

 

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The director’s cut

“All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players”

Act II Scene VII

As you like it

by William Shakespeare

I freely admit it

It’s my one fatal flaw,

I’m not made of stone,

I am flesh and bone

A human being

To the final curtain.

 

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Resignation

I’ve had enough.
Are you listening?
Have I got your attention?
Yes, that was me screaming.
Showing fear and agitation
As I shouted, raved and ranted,
Gave voice to my desperation.

I’ve had enough.
I’m heading for the exit
A more fulfilling destination.
I’ve had enough of choppy waters,
Of being decaying vegetation.
I found some pride down here in the gutter
Going to rebuild my reputation.

I’ve had enough.
You can keep the aggravation.
Stick it where the sun don’t shine.
I’m going home.

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photo credit: Sunset Burns via photopin (license)

 

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Rhapsody in you

I rise, I fall,

We come together,

We rock, we roll.

A cavalcade, a choir of angels;

A cooling breeze on exposed skin.

A gentle touch,

Feather light,

Lips brush together.

Until a surge,

Mountainous wave, threatens

To tear us apart.

We sigh, both together,

Our voices becoming one.

The world is spinning

Because of us alone.

I pledge it all,

To make the moment

Last forever. I give

Until I can give no more.

Heart and soul,

Everything in you.

 

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Love turns to…

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Image courtesy of Kheat found at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Squeeze me, please me
Love me ‘til I die.
Hold me close
Stay forever
In each other’s arms.

You are the pain,
You are the pleasure,
The ropes held tight
That keep me tethered
Forever tied to you.

 

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