Figgleschtigs

Bollocks!!!
I'm hone done it ageeeeeen.
Done me in some drumk on a school night.
feller yer not lookin so good I tell me.
climb into bed.
turn your phone on silent and jurk yourself to sleeep
gotta convince me I'm alone out here
go. to. sleeep

Paler afternoon (pale morning 4)

The reveal is expected. Like it's all in the prose
You're two pints under par. best learn t'drink like the pro's
presumption presumption. it's in the details
it's time to wake up. turn your slumber to...

ITS ALREADY HAPPENING AND YOU@RE UNSURE WHAT
HALF EATEN IN THE KITCHEN
TORSO HEADLESS UNSHAVEN TORN
TASTELESS DISPLAY OF HUMAN DIGNITY DISPLACED

YOU@RE UPSET. NATURALLY
BUT YOU HAVE TO RUN NOW
RUN
RUN

That guys out there, twennynine faasand ninehundred eighty four
 hunred nine hunrytwo faasand six hunred an forty three
dead now all teeth and snapping
not much has changed

Pale Afternoon (Pale morning 3)

They are still all laughing out there. Laughing and whistling and creaking.
it's sounds like mayhem but there are benefits to not leaving.
that thing outside at the gate all teeth.
there are ways to circumnavigate all fear.

Laughing. It's always laughing at stuff. It's funny because it's true
it's funny because it's not real it's funny
it's not funny because it's not true
just try to be true

What happens when you realise it's not laughter out there, whistling
creaking
what's left for you to discern from all this...
MADNESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

fall asleep.
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Negative outlook

My vacant mind. Once the mind of a soon to be great artist, inventor, famous bungee jumper etc

Slowly these opportunities have become few.

There's nobody to blame for these things. But time is cruel and time gets crueler. I try to be optimistic but we're breaking and we're broken alike. Read once somewhere that we're all the same dust, tons I'd the stuff the same dust as other people,  same dust as moons and stars and our sun.

Paler Morning (pale morning 2)

Safe inside yet enclosed in some air lock between safe and some squeaking sound.
the sound draws near.
quiet at first
lingering just out of sight in some alcove between worry and unrest.

With haste the second portal is an unlocked groaning throat waiting to swallow.
sends us to safety.
that same sound
someone pressed against the bars of the gate silhouetted by the pale morning light.

Startled  falling into the warm maw of the portal slapping at the light switch
an orange beam illuminates the face for an instant as the door closes.
what was that thing. All teeth and smiling
that creaking sound of it's teeth grinding.

Safe it seems for the time being blacked out until the afternoon
the nightmare forgotten it's surely stupidity.
the fear is still there, every sound keeps you trapped
laughter now, all day long. they laugh.

Holding one in just for the thrill

Gurgling, sharp pain, one stray tear from the right eye.
air escaping saturated with a prickly musk warm and haughty.
shudders of some kind. reluctant pleasure
pressure shifting that warm odour renewed.
no personal apologies required.
no use holding on. no promises that you won't miss the feeling when it's gone.

Pale Morning

Walking home during the early hours of the morning. Around four or five it seems.

there was an ordinary air yet irregular volume.

a ringing drowning out the hum of metal machinery.

punching binary figures. 

Had you noticed the behaviour of some legs and arms in a car parked in the middle of the road.

it was ignored as a determined pace lends well to distance.

a postbox absorbs a vacant mind with stale thought.

it's a quiet irregular air. yet not alone.

Over ones shoulder it can feel like shivers up your spine. A grey figure roaming.

they're caught in a gravitational pull. empty eyed and lost.

dare not  turn and look. Dare not verify existence

keep good pace, keep pressing forward.

Destination. fumble the keys in the gate like portcullis of the fort.

like a giants needle in your back you feel the distance close, 

not a moment to soon, slip inside between the metal gate and stone wall.

The key swiftly clicks the whole affair behind. Safe inside.