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Been staring at things lately, hardly seeing what I’m looking at. Yes, I’ve been remiss, not seeing things for how they really are.
Got the petrol, but don’t have the match.
Look closer says the astrological chart, and shut up with all the negativity.
Opening up my eyes ever further I put on an old 60s hippie record and journeyed on into the heart of the sun.
I was boom
I was bust
I was bang
Kind of like a samba sneaking in to the kitchen at midnight for a snack and meeting the moon coming through the window.
Unexpected like.
The doors of the dojo will be closing soon, so pay up your subs now, or else, said the sigh left out in the rain where nothing happens forever and dreaming again of getting a better job.
I’m half here mostly about it all, which isn’t saying a lot I know, but crackers at doom is a bust for me where I go boom and bang, and sail out sideways sometimes later, and grinning all over my face.
Well, you know how that goes, we’ve all been there, and we always say: never again, but we do, don’t we?
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Oh, I was coming through the window, and looking for a snack, and just, beaming, when I met my twin, staring at me, and going for it again; although quite what he was going for, I have no idea.
But there he was going, and me coming in through the window.
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I’m sometimes surprised by my feelings, those times when they have a life of their own, mostly, and without me being invited, they go gathering dust beside me, and calling out my name like they knew me or something.
Perhaps I’m blind. Perhaps I’ve always been blind. Maybe I will never see. But there’s times when I’d like to see, most especially when I find myself fishing for my next thought to come within range.
Is it all in the eyes and the looking then?
Are we the love lust longing to go home?
Virgin bees to the rescue, and: hurray I said, as I heard a buzzing coming my way.
Buzz buzz buzz it went; and flew past me, buzzing.
You’ve probably guessed by now that I’m in the garden, and looking at the flowers, and there’s bees buzzing around.
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A better job’s worth with half a pound of butter under his arm met me at midnight a long day later where the lamplight coming from his dream pretended to give me a kiss.
I was half drunk of course, and in his way, poor dear, but I couldn’t see what I could lose. So I said yes and gave in to it, I mean, I wasn’t a soul searcher, was I?
He was a real kissy poos and blew my mind away until I was pleading to him to never stop.
Give me more of a clue he said as he made his way inside, and don't go lying, cos I got see-through glasses on, and I can see everything
Oops, I'm a sauce freak tonight.
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I meet old friends all over the place, happenstance and happy, and hoping in between the squares, half impressed and reaching for another beer.
Ah, I meet them everywhere, and dripping down every wall I can remember to catch me off-chance and beware, there’s evil everywhere, oh, I meet them everywhere I go these days, oh I surely do.
What the fuck am I talking about now?
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I see nothing with what’s in these eyes, I can only speak from my heart what I feel. And I find myself thinking and feeling here, and farting, and playing jazz music all night long.
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I shall go home soon, I just know it, but until I do I shall Tao and Tao and Tao until I do.
When I clapped my hands they all disappeared, all my friends that is, but my true love broke my window to let themselves in and said hello you from the top of the stairs.
Oh, my eye was buzzing and chucking karma like I was insured and going for it.
What are you talking about said my karma?
Oh, never mind, come back around midnight and I'l be good to you, and give you pictures for free. But until then, I am free, I said back to my karma.
So buzz off and pester someone else then and stop riding in the shadows said my karma, and went back ten feet and left me be for a while longer.
The top of the stairs was golden and crystal, and I was within reach of it; and my eyes were glowing….
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