Tag: Life
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The Old Piano
An Old PianoI found it in the street.Seems no one had time for music anymore.There was a catsleeping under the keys.I pushed it home,put it in the hall.The keys were worn,the wood faded.But when I pressed the keys,it poured out light:into the room,into my eyes,into…
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Let It All Be
I see an advert at the bus stop.The open road of the USA,highway stretching through Monument Valley.Nah, I’d rather be here.On the bus,headphones alive,listening to something real —like Traquair and the Tranquilizers,or Steve Adams singing,“Have you washed your hands?”Heading to Irvine beachin the peelywally Scottish…
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A Different Kind Of Burn
Sometimes, I wished I smoked,just for something to doin dramatic pauses.Vaping isn’t for that,too cloudy,wrecks the mood,and takes ages to clear.Unlike a sexy breath drifting through the ether.And there’s only so many options.Maybe a coffee stir.Maybe telling the smart speaker to be quiet,like it interrupted…
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Only Coffee Shop in Town
This is the only coffee shop in townThat’ll give me dog something to eat.He sits stretching in the sun,Looking for stomach rubs and treats. After a walk in the park,Chasing pigeons, chasing me.Barking at the squirrel,Who’s hiding up the tree. He sees the best in…
