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Controlling the Mind

the juggle of bone and soul the hum and rhythm of wheels on steel a bright afternoon’s sun sitting on my eyelids featherlight but my¬†thoughts¬†are elsewhere stuck in the sands of a questionable humanity the sophisticated West unwilling or unable … Continue reading

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His Age Is Showing

the man in the ambiguous brown suit bobs and nods his head paying tribute to the labour of his day though, his age is showing and bit by bit the face will twitch the mouth will slip as saliva gathers … Continue reading

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