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...it was a Rainbow in the Night
Silent, Chaos, a Rope ...Toffears
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...there is no escape,
no freedom of action, unless be my will. Tell me the truth and I shall make it mine ...Toffears ...a desolate landscape
but for a crumbling structure of what was once to be. ...a road where names are stolen. ...Toffears ...let's turn out the lights
and put a record on. Turn out the lights and listen to the music, the ancient language ...Toffears ...as fleeting as we are,
gone to all the same, oblivious but for these footstep oh, so soon washed away ...Toffears ...a throw-away ship
on a lost voyage became upon this ocean and swam towards the shore ...Toffears ...she left,
as birds do, one morning, prior to the new day's hue, never to return ...Toffears ...incandescent movement,
by wind as force, it flows: Come onto these waters, Come upon these shores, hitting the walls only to break them ...Toffears ...there is but dust and echo
in the memory-wind. How can one have such dreams and hope to sleep again? ...Toffears ...from the greatest abode to a desolate land,
came Night a full moon in its hand ...Toffears ...while the stars be our witness
through flesh and bone, we travel with guilt, our numbered days... unknown. No words from the Divine, but winds and sand, until our return ...Toffears "...I will not cross the river
and carry your weight upon my shoulders." said the Bridge Keeper to the young pretender. "For there is such a day in a man's life, where we recognise you for what you are." "No war is worthy for thy name" "No war is worthless" "No war is worthy in thy name" "Is all war shameless...?" ...Toffears ...stones in lieu of tokens,
among the dead lees of Ancient Greece. Life anew, yet the sun seems so far away ...Toffears ...I'm taking the Underground,
with a bottle of water, down to Oxford Circus, sitting next to a redundant Taxi Driver... "it was Brexit that cost me my job" he whispers "no tourists, so my business was over" I'm taking the Underground, with my suitcase and camera, sitting by the window, looking out for my stop at Lankaster Gate. A woman is asking me for money, I give her a Euro. She seems happy. "thank you, my good Sir" she says with no irony, holding her treasure, "since Brexit the Pound has fallen lower than my knickers did, ever" We both laugh and I give her my number. Maybe we'll go out, maybe we'll have dinner. I am taking the Underground to the British Museum. There isn't much left. They've sold it all to cover their debts. The Marbles are back to where they belong, in the beautiful museum, by the Parthenon. I think of that woman and the driver. Her knickers won't drop any lower and his driving days are over. Ignorance and laziness to check the facts... This is how Tess, Nigel and Boris got the country f***ed. Nice one Dave ! ...Toffears ...from cover to cover
and all the pages in between, I know the story, I know the tale: Memories are your strongest opposition and forgiveness has no past. I seek nothing from you other than your silence. ...Toffears |
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