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- After Alex
- Journal
- World Wide Why
- Vision statement
- Number 23
- Seven day wonder
- Alcohol, by Veitch
- and besides
- anti dote
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- After the dentist
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- Identity
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- Proof reading
- One day in the afternoon
- One fine day in the office
- Version history
- Happiest days of their lives
- Record of achievement
- The morning after the temperature dropped
- Urinal story
- A taxi for Mr Smith
- This afternoon I am sitting in a suit and thinking back 20 years
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- Somewhat cloudy
Do you see the shape in the
mirror
I do
It blinks
tries to touch but the
glass
is a shield
In dreams the shield is
broken, smashed
and I fall through to where
it lives
and just as we meet
I wake
and look around me
but there's nothing there
Daytime is best
it can't do anything in the day
just stares back
dead eyes
pretending to be my reflection
16 May 2003