
CHARGE THE ROOM TO ME:
Pannick passport,
Chrome apple sculptures,
Deconstructed people dancing up the walls
White marble earth-mother
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CHARGE THE ROOM TO ME:
Pannick passport,
Chrome apple sculptures,
Deconstructed people dancing up the walls
White marble earth-mother
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THIS IS WHAT I FOUND:
This is what I love,
Lights on across the water,
A view from a hill,
Perched like a bird,
Waiting in the foyer,
Hearing voices
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DIRTY WEEKEND:
There’s a laughing mouth,
There’s an expectant look in the eye,
There’s a peace sign that doesn’t mean anything,
There’s a tiny pony on the back of your head,
There’s the sun coming up at last,
There’s a river like a snake,
There’s water where there used to be land,
There’s terracotta roofs,
There’s drowning fields,
There’s parallel lines in the earth,
There’s a day beginning,
And another ending,
There’s a tone of words when one would work
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THERE’S A BIG UNSHAVEN FACE IN THE MIRROR:
There’s a circle through an ear,
There’s a last thing you cherished,
There’s a shoreline beneath us,
There’s a sleeping town,
There’s waves crashed on an empty beach,
There’s no cars,
There’s empty streets,
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WRITING WITH THE WRONG HAND:
The wrong marks,
On the wrong day,
At the the wrong time,
In the wrong place,
The wrong thoughts,
In the wrong head,
About the wrong world,
Through the wrong eyes,
Wishing I could say wrong words,
With a wrong mouth,
Without being wrong again,
It’s been a long time since I felt like this,
Like loosing it,
To see what happens next,
A kiss from the wrong lips
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THE STENCH OF AVIATION FUEL BEFORE SUNRISE:
A long flat road,
Ends at a hole in the sky,
What body is this I woke up in?
Give me water!
And delicate things,
Numbers that wont do me any harm
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YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN THAT:
Pull out the plastic door kit,
Lay out the bits on the table,
Dress as a Lycra leopard,
Get your wheels out,
And ride South into the sun
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WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?:
How much time have you got to do the things you want to do?
Not the stuff that costs money
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THINK ABOUT WHAT WAS SAID YESTERDAY:
Did you write any of it down?
Did it resonate?
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ALMOST ERASED BUT NOT:
The world is Black and curved,
Doing dances in the air,
Whisper when you’re close to it,
Or Laugh like you don’t notice it,
The world is glass and full of spice,
A stainless steel cylinder stacked with sugar sticks,
The world is clammy to the touch,
Steam rising off it’s skin
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