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Train Crash
We flew into Tottenham Hale, and I wanted to crash. I wanted to crash. I wanted to see my mind, a beautiful mind, (or so I’m told), displayed against the door of the underground train, because I need you, and I want you, and I have poured my entire soul into you, but your cruel…
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13th November
Black and white, basked in moonlight, monochrome mistress, of my ungranted wishes, I am in the garden, guarding my heart from your head full of hopes and dreams. I have been seen, by the stars, staring at a telephone, that projects classic scenes, black and white, like me, trains and roaring lions, and a kiss,…
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Deus Ex Machina – Pre-Order Now Available
Hola Amigos, You can now pre-order signed bundles of my upcoming dual poetry and music collection, Deus Ex Machina. There are lots of options available, including signed copies, signed photos and much more. Pre-Order Options You can also pre-order the ebook version of the book, and various digital versions of the album. Besos, J x…
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Locals and Pink Fiats
Oh, yes, but of course, for locals and pink fiats, the decade was bare. Barely anything, is required, to relate, when art is so vague. Ten years drag along, swallowing the same slurry, and we will drink more. Maybe it tastes fine, because our taste buds are burned. Fire…
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New Visual Poem – Fire Of My Loins
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