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all the car lines up

going nowhere fast

all the colours

reds and blues

green silver and black

dented doors and all the registration plates are codes

I can’t decipher

this morning

has been going on for a week

( he had a mantra

rule one was “WRITE EVERYTHING DOWN” )

some join the dots to make beautiful constellations

some join the dots only to end up with a bloody mess of

childlike scribbles

I’m somewhere in between

someone is stealing my data

and all the FOR SALE signs are closing in

blocking out the sun

in the light

my shadow is twice as long as it is in the dark

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simian space

after the crucifixion

ashes

the sun is a force to be reckoned with

today

I feel gravity pulling me

back to the city

where I emerged on a day reminiscent of today

the air con is relentless

goosebumps on skin

a blind man would think

I was made of Braille

rock paper scissor stone

eeny meeny miny mo

and in this new old town everyone is wearing Lycra and they’re running around and around

it’s relentless

sweating small beads

the new have replaced the old

the unwanted & the poor are squeezed out like the last dregs in a toothpaste tube

( last night I heard a song that made me cry

he is floating down a river in Chang Mai )

earlier today I found out that Einstürzende Neubauten meant “Collapsing New Buildings”

I thought about architecture

empty shopping malls

leisure centres with swimming pools and wave machines

in my dream last night I couldn’t move

I was trapped in a house full of pianos dust laid heavy on the keys in my sleep I could feel my body twitch

stale bread left for the pidgeon to peak

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