This and Warhol says Fall back and pay me your Dollers

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for whom?

"I am available for children's parties by the way"

Bill Hicks

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We came upon slowing traffic,

and stooped to stare

at the dancing distance

of a baked road.

...

Our eyes were wet and stung.

The metalled road blazed.

Our approaching gaze silent.

We released our pent breath.

The border had done what most borders do-

shrugged us through.

We walked past sun glassed

​occupants of cars and the

​rolled-up sleeves of lorry drivers...

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Her hand was young

and open,

a generosity

of spirit in its

loops and curves,

and between

'with compliments'

and her name 'Nina'

I envisaged an x

...

...

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"So" fronts each statement

and question

"So"s deployment needs

greater inspection

as its use is abundant

and grammatically redundant

add to that the rising inflection

...

...

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My love is like a...

missed bus

a forgotten address

a lost key

an unread message

a belated apology

a frivolous excuse

unanswered calls

substantiated rumours

a new hairstyle

a new man in her life.

...

words and foto T Carroll

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Not for me another love

like choking fear

It will not budge

I dare not blink

for it now seems

by choosing drink

I dwell in dreams

I grind to bits

my words and teeth

when searching through

my history:

to lift above

what lay beneath

all that broken masonry.

...

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Touch and upon

The Touching

Let a wanting look

Dress your skin

And press its wants

As in a gentle grip

I would shape

My tongue to

Tell tales of

soft Request

And taste

The very giving

Response of that

Same skin

While Adorned to

my touch

And Dressed with

Naked candour.

...

Words and foto T Carroll

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''Is that

all that

there is?''

All that

there is-

"is",

and

"is" is

all that

is there.

''all that

is there

is there?''

all that

there "is"

there

is there

''is that all

that there is?''

all that is there

is all

that there is.

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The clicking, ticking,

precision point picking,

of my far-off days

and wending ways,

my here now look you,

my future and i'm about

to fuck you

have now become

just you

and these words

without plays.

words and foto T  Carroll

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I never sleep when

looking at you,

I never sleep when

counting your breaths,

I never sleep when

watching you dress,

when you serve a dish...

when you write a report...

or choosing wine...

I never sleep

when you're turning  a page...

when you're sitting astride...

when you're folding your arms and

pushing your toes into me.

I never sleep when

you're sigh...

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'Place the valve
of  your lip's 
and your smile's 
breath against 
my cheek and
breathe a note
and inform me
of its lasting arrangement
and gentle proposition
while sighing
from within.

words and music  T Carroll

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here...there...everybloody where...

I laugh at your jokes and eat the 

sandwich that you offer me...

why do they...look at me...oh god...

why do they ask me to ...leave

ohh..who eats this sandwich...please pay the bill 

as I cannot pay the bill, I mean it, the bill...

why are my legs dancing...

all my open thinking is this silly dance...

(look!)...(I will sit down and I ...

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I thought I knew someone

standing accross the road,

she was waiting for a gap in traffic...

Then, there was another time,

alighting from a cab

and carrying fancy bags...

There she was again

-I think-

seated opposite me

on that train from Liverpool,

but that was just a reflection...

There was one time at a party 

when she smiled

my way, I thought, but it was

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When

looking at you,

I never...

counting your breaths,

I never...

watching you dress,

serving a dish...

writing a report...

choosing a wine...

turning  a page...

sitting astride...

waiting to... 

folding your arms and

pushing toes into:

sighing at an excuse:

holding my face:

yes:

holding my face:

When holding my face.

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Which ever way the voters turn 

-Robbie, river and the flame-

for Auld lang syne they've crossed the burn,

proud Scots wha hae a land do claim.

And even if the map's the same

and even if Westminster rules

Scotland's braves they've yet to tame

coz we've got the oil ye bloody fools.

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This is a two part work originally  submitted seperately,  it was always my intention to do so. It is a section of a larger work, and works previously submitted and still under revision.

A meeting in Algiers 

I.

He checked his watch
and stired his coffee.
Looking about, he retrieved 
a post-card from an inside pocket
ignoring the picture. 
He clicked his pen-
He wrote:

''......

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I remember staring

past your shoulder.

I remember reading to you 

the lines you have now left

in another's sand. 

I read your words as 

some acknowledgement,

acknowledgement of its past

though our shoulders

were always in the way.

I apologise for this.

My miss-spellings are 

my way of saying sorry. 

words and foto  T Carroll

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I smoke and watch her

pack.

The taxi waits.

Then a memory:

her last departure-

and

the scent of her 

unwashed skin-

and

the left-overs

of our arguments...

She's smiling as she 

leaves me her echo 

in our space.

She's planning a future

as we fail,

as we fail to finish

yet another argument...

to fail another space.

I pick through the...

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There is one scoffing, 

high and winsome

lady, now 

about the town: 

pointing this way,

pointing that way, 

this way that way 

plays the clown.

She's crying while 

anointing traffic 

with the mantra- 

''run me down''

She sees me standing

on the pavement

waving smiling

on the town.

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Lief chose the venue:

the bar in full glare

of the sun,

sun-shine through 

frosted glass frontage,

heavy wooden double doors

with matching windows

and seats out-side.

There would be hours yet

of sun coming through 

those glass cataracts,

hours of heat to bake

tables and shirted backs,

hours of brightness

justifying the use of

shades on noses

and...

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He:  I thought I touched you-

 but softly.

She  ''But I'm as bits falling.''

He:  You've left me counting

the pieces.

She:  ''Then pick me up.''

He:  But what then?

She:  ''Stop counting start mending.''

words and foto T Carroll

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(Interior, night, rain against window pane.
He, In a Dinner Suit, standing, looking out of the window, hands clasped behind his back. She, seated, wearing a ball gown and worrying her beads.

They speak in clipped middle class tones)
 

She: ''Of course it was...(pause) before...(pause) before the war...''

He: (sighing)''Yes ...everything was before the war...(pause) such waste....

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He clicked his pen-

He wrote:

''...All life should be free...''

Then

''...as it often comes at a price...' '

He coughed as he smoked.

He could hear

the call to prayer.

He closed the pad

and clicked the pen,

placing them both 

in a pocket.

The news-paper lay folded.

Opening it to an inside page

he studied the reports

of last-nights bombing.

...

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Sometimes on a sunny day, early, 

earlier than the busses,

before the traffic around my house

has time to make me reach

for the radio news, and

look day straight in its face.

Sometimes I search out from under

the debri of tasks ahead that have me sighing-

at folders of forms and issues to confront.

Sometimes with the back door open,

accepting the light to pool on the ...

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Persephone castles her thoughts

then turns to him:

To his back,

then to the sea.

Her ankles and knees touching.

Her toes in warm sand. 

She names the constellations:

''Taurus...Orion...Mensa...Microscopium...'''

she sighs

and brushes sand from her knees.

Looking again at his outline.

''Shall we go back?''

his voice like the surf

in the dark.

He leans over ...

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She offers me a slice of peach ,
I look to the stars instead.
She lifts a burning ember
-a tribute to my face-
and counts the stars like seconds.

Her voice is as a child’s,
counting with surprise.
then with self-admonishment she
looks at me and ‘tuts’,
her finger numbers them- again.

She tells me she is bored 
with counting  and ‘huffs’
for my attention,  I turn my gaze
to a newly...

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Bem-vindo ao Brasil...........Bienvenido a Brasil......Willkommen in Brasilien.......... Kaabo si Brazil.......... Benvenuti in Brasile.........Welkom bij Brazilië.........Bienvenue au Brésil.........''Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal !!! ''..Good-bye England.      words and foto T Carroll    .....It is now!''

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All art should be free-

as it often comes at a price.

words T Carroll Image Picasso 

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Reading the statement 
that you have just made,
in which there’s
nothing but nought,
you’re “unaware of the details 
the committee outlined,
and have yet to read its report.”

Moving-on, looking forward,
the time has now come,
for challenges
of a personal sort,
my time will surely
be put to test- 
and a career 
put to its sword

There is time for 
a memoir and 
column to wr...

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Nietzsche declared

(when he asked for his supper)

That: 'I am famished 

and that is a fact.''

His landlady retorted:

''Until the rent's sorted,

you'll have to make do

with an interpretation

or two

or you-

can get yourself packed!''

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Nietzsche declared: 

(when he asked for his supper.)

that he was famished and that was a fact.

His landlady told him:

seeing as he still owed

her his week's rent,

he would have to make do

with the interpretation of his supper.

words and painting T Carroll

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Where butter melts

and honey drips

and parting comes

from parted lips;

with my fingers 

I smear the dew-

my enquiring tongue 

enquires of you;

your fragrance stole

from your folded clutch

yet offered warm

and wet to touch.

words and foto T Carroll

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Wittgenstein posits: 

''language pictures facts''

Then changes his mind 

and retracts.

''It's more complex than I

at first thought;

my tractatus has all

come to nought,

and there's more,

to them cats,

on those mats''.

If logic's the theory of proof 

and inference a process to truth;

then it's impossible to state,

a premise, then negate,

the conclus...

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Q. And babies?

A. And babies.

not my words- not my foto  T carroll

with reference to the My Lai Massacre 

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Mr Cameron said Mr Sharon had taken "brave and controversial decisions in pursuit of peace".

The Labour leader Ed Miliband said his thoughts were with Sharon's family

President Obama said he joined "with the Israeli people in honouring his commitment to his country". 

Not my words- not my foto T Carroll

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