jamblichus9

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I have 11 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 6110 times

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Maybe when the masks Come off Assisted breath Robot helpers Have retreated by remote control

Am I backwards?

The problem is with the seeming Not the whatting I retort; Life is endless and art is - damn short.

¡°Getting used to London¡±

The Sun gets lower And the light begins Its lonely stretch and curve Until the night With it¡¯s own private right Lets dark and shadows merge.

elegy for a death in southwark

You post-club morning drunken staggers Bouncers sober looking-daggers; Or tired. You girls in chorus¡¯s of night You boys in cheap displays of might; Are mired. Outside the Elephant and Castle

i shouldn't have read it

It¡¯s strange wanting To have pride of place In some backlog of memory And diary etchings I read through hers, And those who passed through Wondering which, embodies me most Another shoddy reflection.

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