LOST HAND FOUND:

He could breath our air,
But our sounds were fatal,
So he blocked them out,
With two tiny holes,
Floating either side of his head,
Whispering in his ears

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ICE MAN:

I met a man from another world,
He came here as a tourist,
Through a hole in the fourth floor of a hotel

(Listening to: Nubiyan Twist – ‘Jungle Run’)

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INFINITY TV:

Stroller with a fresh paint job,
Where do you want me?
Today I’m a cartoon loner

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BIN & PLANTER TALKING:

The palm trees say nothing,
Their silence is deafening,
Flags of nations flutter,
Six poles,
Five of them have Golden balls,
One has a bird

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TWO TOWERS TALKING:

Sitting in the sun,
Listening to Sun Kil Moon,
All the cars are clean,
Jam round-abouts with relentless newness

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BALLAST:

Birdsong boy rides a bicycle with slicked Black hair,
Black as the bird that settles on the road,
As boiler-suited bikers round islands of tiny palm trees,
It’s a building site,
Illuminated cranes fill the horizon at night,
An aroma in the lobby,
I can’t make my mind up if it’s bad!,
Infinity elevators that makes me feel drunk,
Followed by suited smilers with tiny brass name tags,
Each of them ask,
“Do you need help?”

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DELIVERED DOOR TO DOOR:

It’s a lazy-jazz invaded morning,
Breathing smoke,
From the mouth of the woman with the back-combed hair,
Fear emanates from a flat screen tv on the wall,
Obsessions with bad things in lurid colours,
Calling it News like it’s the truth

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