‘Nam Lid
See the cool custom bike whisper on past
Give him some Devil fingers there he goes
Cool biker on a nice bike notice the features
Short cut down rest mudguard his pith helmet
Green with red star from Vietnam
Where has he been on that bike and why?
We are all on journeys I'm going to work
If that was my bike where would I go?
More Words
Haven’t you noticed
There is always something to say
I’ve got things to say to my ex galfriend
Who went no contact on me
I’ve things t say to my old publisher
Things could’ve been done better
I’ve got things to say to the one
Who gave me my writing talent
I’ve got things to say to my dead parents
That doesn’t matter here or for you
There’re always more things to say
It can be important or stupid
You be the judge on that
How can I say those extra things?
Is there the time or opportunity
To do so and free my conscience
Twin Pains
Some things are always there
Like your memory of being there
With me at a certain time and place
Like my sore feet and aching legs
After a hard river waterfall hike
There are always risks
Being involved with you
Doing difficult hikes
I’d do it all again
Make it all last longer
Do those hard hikes with you
If we were to die
It would be together
I think of you now
After writing about you
Where are you now?
Doing what with whom?
Star Water
More of the same following days
Stasis nights gestating to what?
We are who and what we are
Our environment shapes us
Genetics is part key but you
You shaped me more than all factors
Why is this? A kind of progress
Even standing still growing to what?
All things combined it is relevant
To our tomorrow as life advances
Cannot be stopped unless we
Split the planet into three
You get two pieces I just one
It's always this way and written
Written in the water and stars
Catalogued
Oceans in rain falling down.
Like rocks down the mountain
Gravity basic science taking them down
This is the way of this world
At a certain place and time
3 dimensions the sweet spot
They all know where it is
As do we it's visitable in a ship
We don’t need a ship we live here
And spend half out time
Wrecking the place ruining it
The other half bemoaning that
Oh save ourselves and this world
No fake sky god will descend
From the heavens and save us
That's part of the biggest story book
Ever fucking written sci-fi horror fantasy
Less sales than the Ikea catalogue
All about a planet named Earth
Who will visit us next and how?
Point Turn
Point to point navigation
Enters the numbers on the system
Check the route on the display
It gives you a timeline
Between points how long
You know where what how why
A routine trip for you both
What if a number was wrong?
Entered wrong by you
Or scrambled by the device
Where will you end up
What will happen
How will you be
When it all goes wrong
Numbers in a device
Point to point navigation
What of it all failed?
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