Often used as a fake New York city from 1920 but Manchester, you ain't fooling
nobody.
The mucky Neo Roman columns built on hurt and hierarchy are testemant to lives,
lived in poverty.
Lowry could see, he correlated the city funnels with, human misery.
Here I sit, here I stare, at the weathered wealth of my city,
Old buildings are barely standing,
Outflanked by looming apartments,
But I'm ...

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If I went away, would you miss me?

If we drank lots of red wine, would you kiss me?

The 'what if's?' are killing me,

They say, 'If you don't mind, it doesn't matter',

But one lingering look from you and my calm thoughts scatter.

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Too much time spent on not really knowing what's going on,

Here but wanting to be there,

There but worrying if I care,

Flirting on the peripharies of fitting,

Electricity rises up in my brain where frustration reigns,

Dishonest pockets grow and grow with the weight of days,

Until I am left with a lifeless gaze. 

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Christmas Day and New Year has been and gone but, the false enthusiasm is still here,

With the pan stick you plough on, because it's your duty to instill cheer,

It's just that time of year, except it's the 8th of Jan, the presents have been unwrapped, carols have been sung and the roasting tin packed away.

John Thompson nurtures his whisky hangover in the Green Room gloom,

And wonders ...

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We have finally settled for the night

Sleep last on the list

The wait is on to find words succinct but sweet

That will settle and soothe us to sleep

A significant silence stretches out before us

It seems to go on for an eternity

I wait, revelling in its poignancy

Not willing for false sentiment

I’ll wait for words that ring true

Finally the wait seems...

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We close our eyes gently and slowly

Wait for the narcotic niceties to be over

“Isn't it nice to just relax?” you say

“Hmmmm” I agree, letting my thoughts become dreamy

My birthday is over and it's time to release the stress

It has taken so long

Doubling up the pretence puts pressure on the present

Downstairs you carry out the Birthday autopsy

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Most Birthdays leave me vulnerable to the precepts of Birthday etiquette

It catches me,

Forcing me to celebrate things I run from, the older I get

Maturity, responsibility, human company

Loving me is difficult,

Especially when you're 30

My Birthday bunting says,

'Happy Fucking Birthday'

You made it for me,

An insult and a sparkly salutation,...

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Upon the horizon  is a perch on which to poise perfectly

It' looks 'just right'

No one wants to settle for a second rate view

A bench laid in rememberance for someone called Maud who most never knew

Her memories are splayed out on the vast ocean of time 

But feelings stay

New memories will be made here

Transient and brief 

There is little cure for the brutality o...

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It is no coincidence that weary rhymes with dreary,

Faded dreams come back to haunt me,

Memories close like the tropical humidity, 

Attempts to re- trace my steps, lead to uncovering a corpse that needed no autopsy,

Best to leave what is unsaid, said in the heart, but locked away in the head.

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A bruised toe from a birthday past,

The happiest one for a while,

Black and receding like my memories of you,

Wondering if it would ever go,

Then it went too soon,

A new affection now formed for my black toe,

I'm not sure I want it to go,

Too late, it is growing out, like the Doctor said,

A calendar of bodily matter,

My toe a timer,

A barometer of feeling...

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We have finally settled for the night
Sleep last on the list

The wait is on to find words succinct but sweet
That will settle and soothe us to sleep

A significant silence stretches out before us
It seems to go on for an eternity
I wait, revelling in its poignancy

Not willing for false sentiment
I’ll wait for words that ring true

Finally the wait seems to be over,
Your cough punct...

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banal is a fist shaking with anger that is too scared to strike

banal is every kiss, tick and a nod

that should have been a diss, a cross and a shake

banal is a should that should have been done

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18 months experience in:

filing, stacking and procrastination.

Got all the skills you need

to capture your attention.

I' ve made a million cups of tea

and then watched it, undrunk, swirl down the plughole

with a gurgle it was gone,

Like my ambition.

£250 a week

to sit and chat,

wonder what to do at the weekend,

Wondering, where's the party at?

Finally five o'clo...

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Banal keeps you on an even keel
It stops you from dreaming
But at least you can say
you got a fair deal

A dream can never go wrong, if you've never had one
If you make a mistake
It is only you that has another chip off the old soul
Only you need know you've just scored an own goal

There is safety in stasis and excitement in change
Sadly those who choose safety often end up deranged

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trying to come around

trying to feel alright

not even 'outta sight'

but patience is boring

how soon is now

said morrisey to the angst ridden teen

and me lying on my bed

feeling like an old has been

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what would the caligrapher say?
her h's were too small
with a rather imposing t
and the e was a bit sad
never quite fully formed
compared to the p
but swinging to the left
was a swooping g
the sign of a creative mind
and perhaps a bit of insecurity....

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