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Tales from the bucket
Constant
I am a man in constant sorrow
constant worry
constant strife
I am constantly opposing every constant in my life
there are times when I am happy
I have even raised a smile
but that is just a consequence
of a constant
in denial
A-Muse
Mostly I sit and amuse myself by
continuously pressing the self destruct button
I do this in the v...
Friday 31st January 2014 4:36 pm
Tales from the bucket
When the steam clears
There’s a proper sound
something real
a “Clunk”
a proper chunk of past
proper steel to steel
wheel to wheel
a “Thunk”
something you can feel
I Thunk!
I clod about in boots
steel toe capped boots
heel to heel
steel to steel
It suits me
they are my rails
my parallel tracks
in them
I feel secure
on track
...
Friday 31st January 2014 3:39 pm
Tales from the bucket
The tale of the bucket with the easy swing handle
If I should have a field
then I would build a shed
when in it I could yield
ideals within my head
I would have a window
I’d point it at the ground
the shed itself erected
from the things that I have found,
like a door
and the galvanized sheets from another shed
that’s not a shed no more
and a roof that ...
Friday 31st January 2014 3:23 pm
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