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Wigan originally but lived in London for a long time now so it feels like home.

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Tuesday Jan 16, 2007

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It's a long time since I was here,
empty and full of wine,
contented to never speak a word
or smile back into her eyes.

Did I forget that I never had you
before I had you?
That I'd lived a whole lifetime
before I fell into the sparsity of love?

Meaning I befriended the idea,
tapped into the energy,
bearding daily,
trailing his bent little cripple legs
into the sunrise.

Poor little daddy long legs,
poor spider/moth/man.

We treated you as equals,
the toothsome blow job hum,
it's warmer here,
with the sun over the hill,
generously giving seminars
to the broken backs of many men
(their hearts kept hidden, they'd never admit to it anyhoo).

[Little addition to this, my tickets for Cannes are all booked up, I'm off to Cannes film festival with my film, whoo! Unusual non poetic outburst over]
y:
Thanks for sharing. I didn't know my little mind-wandering would evoke such responses.

I miss my Grandad, but at the same time I don't really feel like he's gone anywhere. Sometimes he feels more 'around' than he did in life.

I only have my two grandmothers now, though one of them is probably about to be put in a home because she just can't see to herself anymore. A home is a last resort and a horrible thing to do to an elderly relative, but you get to the point where it's the only option.

"the toothsome blowjob hum"? biggrin
Jan 16, 2007
silveronthetree:
I like that a lot though I`m having a problem with the word Reaper.

Just my 2 cents as they say.

You never answered my question about the film, how did you make it a film with so much of the characters `thought` in there.

Keep well
Jan 16, 2007

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