That's me: the world's worst DJ,
a silent human jukebox,
every Friday and Sunday
playing a mishmash - from rock's
more progressive wing to punk's
adrenalised paradox -
for my crowd of stoned, young drunks.

MP 141223

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...I doubt whether i would be
able to recognise the
Queen of Flirtations, even
were she to sashay rudely
right up to me, wriggle out
of her skimpy, lily-white
panties, and sit in my lap.

M. Peacock 251123

(I've cleaned this up slightly for the WOL audience.)

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I disdain that pride of minds
in fief to the consensus -
exhortations from all kinds
of morons who bitch and fuss
when life doesn't go their way -
and loathe this ostentatious
meekness prevalent today.

MP 3010-31123/22624

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Most of us die as orphans -
time's unsubtle reminder
that every dog has its day;
that it's not only futile
to chase immortality,
it's immoral moreover,
seeking to cheat old age so.

MP 211023

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Let time salve your shattered nerves;
let it find your lost resolve;
let it fill your hollowed curves;
let it watch your dreams evolve;
let it soothe your tare of pain,
and let it all guilt absolve,
that you may feel whole again.

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Do you believe you are free?
Do you go to work thinking,
'no-one's reporting on me?'
Well, see that eye, unblinking
overhead? Don't make a fuss
but your heart should be sinking:
Big Brother is watching us.

MP 8624

(After China, the UK is the most surveilled country in the world, with the largest number of CCTV cameras in the western hemisphere.)

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We connected - beyond doubt,

meeting in the launderette

that day. But how i regret

now not asking Donna out.

Just like that, i came unstuck.

What love's lost when chance was met

with such undeserved bad luck?

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A still, calm Friday morning,

Thelonius Monk bopping

behind me, coffee cooling

in front; books, remotes, and pills

strew the table, chaotic;

the walls call to me through art,

music, photos. Both cats purr.

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I call on tough, trenchant hope,

defiant still in this pit

of shit, that i'll find the rope

to clamber out. Or, were it

thrown to me by someone - you? -

all the better: i admit

I'm heartsick-lonely here too.

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Have you ever been somewhere

you've not visited in years

and felt, as though it spoke, its

long-forgotten voices roused

from their sleep, their memories

ringing loudly as a bell,

repealing long-held beliefs?

(*with the death of my computer my cataloguing system has broken down; consequently i no longer know how many Moments In Eternity there are. Somewhere in the region o...

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Life is fragile, like a leaf

and we may not make the cut;

yet for all that it seems brief,

and the heart may appear shut

love is a forgiving thief;

you might say that's untrue, but

it's important to believe.

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I walk on this earth slowly

and lightly, my sole intent

to reconcile the lowly

and exalted. The extent

of my demesne is nothing

apart from myself. I'm meant,

simply, to be my own king.

(The 7-Up is a form of my own devising, comprising 7 lines of 7 syllables each. I invented it originally, specifically for a series of autobiographical poems called 'Moments In Eternity' - ...

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