Ozzie (His favourite saying was 'Money talks, Bullshit walks)

My friend
Trapped twixt two worlds.
Cypriot Village life
East London.
Honest, open direct
Loud, profane.
F and Bs punctuated by
Random spitting of phlegm.

A gentleman
Not confident.
Nor educated
Not intelligent he says.
Speaks three languages
Fluently.
Generous to a fault
What you see is what you get.

Ov...

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The clocks stop and time ends

Nothing more for you my friend

Life is in the moment of breath

And when it no longer comes

nothing is left but death

No more talk

No more chit chat

No more conversation

The blonde barmaid is safe from our lusty eyes

and the rock music industry must go on

without our criticism

The bell rings and time ends

Last orders f...

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Adopt

Saint Stephen's tale

It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith

Degeneration X and anarchy

Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.

Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.

Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.

First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...

A pla...

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Into the bleak after hour
where dreams blend into
hopes that have gone sour
I am one of many, upon rocks
ocean spume that wet your socks.

Why do you walk the shores
with socked feet?

When bare footed symphonies
lift their song in your chest
above outstretched branches of tress
I am one of many grains of sand,
nameless stars cupped in hand.

Will y...

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