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Disco Nights

 

Disco nights

Flashing lights

The Dee Jay sets the beat

 

Ah, those youthful days of discothèques

Of short skirts and dancing girls

At the club down Oxford Street

 

Wide collared shirts

And tapered flares

We’d check out the gorgeous girls

 

Every girl was a beauty

And every chat up line was good

Though they didn’t always work as well as they should

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Disconostalgiayouth

shelter '76

the rain drums his fingers impatiently
along the length of a blue dusting lung busting puckered roof
and fingers the gaps where once there was glass
wire veined, designed to resist
a boot, a fist a flick of the wristy bone
trebuchet yet now carpeting this concrete nest
of surly youth in a crystal expression of boys
when they are bored
nowhere better then than this Park Drive smo...

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youthvandalismmisogyny

Itchy

each night I sleep

entwined in the comfortable branches

of a mossy oak

by day I play

among the lissom saplings

and wonder

how far I might still bend

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youthcomfortageyearning

The Conservative

 

con·serv·a·tive

[kuhn-sur-vuh-tiv]  

adjective

1.

disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditional ones, 

and to limit change.

 

Every morning on the TV – It’s just not like what it used to be

 

Kids these days they’ve got no clue, they RIOT, they’re not POLITE – they don’t appreciate SHITE!

 

In MY day - i...

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changeconservativePoliticsyouth

Sniper

I felt nothing at first.
Just the loud crack of a distant whip, the echo
Bouncing through the crumbling streets and fetid alleyways,
Painted with the stench of unintentional sacrifices
And scorched by the Middle Eastern sun.
He can see me, this one, even now,
Staring down the lens like a wayward sailor scanning distant rocks for Sirens,
Tempting him to death.
He’s watching me cr...

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