Arrive, lost, walk, busy streets
Speaking to people who are as foreign as me (hadrian including)
Live with someone I don't know
Idle chit-chat
Shit show
Lost
Walk
Circles
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Walk some more
Laugh
Laugh Louder
Hear a good joke about jews
Another at the dalai lama's expense
He'll get us all in the end
Not drunk enough
For a jump
Walk some more
Tickets in wrong name
Or is it
What is my name?
Meet people who don't talk
enough to make pleasant conversation
still...
Maybe later.
Show...
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Wake up
In a house
Don't know where
Half naked man introduces himself
Sure we've met before
Awkwardly apologise
for my presence
on the sofa
Vague memories
Of last night
Chinese, polish
meg, connie
A gay
bar
Some man
Introverted conversation
With introverted people
(then)
12.00
Missed the morning
Lovely anecdote
Need to
find out
Where I
am
(and who I am...)
Traverse
And the world rocks slightly
Or maybe its just me
Enda Walsh sings to me
And Irish faces
Remind me of people I haven't seen
For ever.
Simon Stephens
Makes me happy and sad
A man drops a bomb
And I cry for him
Not the world
Some kids fuck up Debbie's words
With their (our)
Middle Class colonising attitude TM
More irish faces
Awkwardley
Stuck in
A crowd of people
I should be talking to
But don't don't
Compliment everyone
Just to be safe
Happy networking
That man dropped the bomb for nothing.
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Girl spins the hula
Stupid heckle
Makes me sick
Last fag tasted like cancer
Maybe it's the one
Simon's still in my head
Brother
+
Sister
=
Lover
And if only they know how can it be wrong?
Littlle bit of happiness
Brother exits
Monstorous and empty
Enda's song brings me back.
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Slip into a club
With rhythms
My body can't meet
Yet hold you
And we can move together
Slip behind a wall
So eyes of others
Don't see

Divinity

Can't remember getting home (which saddens me)
To your home
borrowed from another
Hide under the covers
And the future becomes
Brighter
With your smile
Model hats for me
(not like Caryl would in 'Far Away)
Literary reference counter
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And I would rather lie in bed with you
Than see the light of day
We can eat and leave crumbs
Touch to a point
That stops
What always would
Make this nothing but
Something that happens
All the time
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Eat for the first time all day
And make you sweet tea
Sweety
(i amuse myself)
And then later dance like a shy boy
To Karen's biting prose
that lead me home again
And I'll lie there until I need to go
And the world slows
Once again
As now I'll just keep this in my head
And think of other possibliities
instead...
Stream of consciousness
That all reminds me
of
you
in
a
summers dress.

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