I grew old in Prague, with a glass of absinthe and a beer, in a jazz club that was in a 15th century cellar.
It helped to take my mind off it.
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Monthly Archives: January 2004
A brief update to 2003-07-14.
Found my place. It was the chair in the corner.
Found the shredder.
Yay.
The office is now leaking.
It really is wet outside.
The office is warm, and would be cosy, if not for the
LARGE PILE OF WORK
that is playing with my brain.
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The tears of the angels
fall grey and cold
drowning the concrete in
their despair
Feedback
gives the happy realisation
that i haven’t imagined my entire existence
or dreamt it
in a haze of whisky
On Monday its my birthday.
Yip, as they say, ee.
So, to help me to celebrate, please send money.
Not to me.
But to the charity of your choice.
Thanks.
I think that they would like at least £5.00
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I used to hold your pretty hand
and kiss it with my lips
until I found the maggots in
your mouldy finger tips
I used to gaze into your eyes
caress your lovely skin
but then I gathered all the parts
and threw them in the bin
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I look at your eyes
caress your skin
and think of the parts
I threw in the bin
(There’s another version.)
Remember me?
This evening I am ever so slightly drunk.
I was okay, but then I drank the vodka. I wasn’t going to, but its important to get ris ofthe consumables before going away.
Happy new year.
If anyone doesever ever read these pages, please email me*. The link is via my name in the picture on the top left via the contact form in the top menu.
*Unless its abuse, I can do self doubt on my own.
Amended 26 May 2014