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Sound of Wheels Making Crazy

The sound of wheels
in my head
drives me crazy

My tableau played out
over and over
my life lazy

For all my planning
I fuck it up
more times easily

Compartmentalise
and file away
retrieve it
slowly

savour it all
for time will be
when the wheels
drop off wearily

memories melt
into grey
nanospheres
no image sharply

And then
the ache
of the spirit
whirly-giging
click,click
back to youth

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Life in a bottled verse
Couldn't be worse!
Thank you

Thanks.....are you performing your work yet, if not, why not?

Mrs C x

author comment

I really liked this one but I had an unsettling feeling while I read this one dont ask me why but I did, by the way we all fuck up sometimes, no one person is perfect
cant see anything I would change I thought this one was a little to the left if you know what I mean in a good way of course lol nice work as usual nice to read you again :)

hugs n love ~

("Always and Forever") - (Never lose a holy curiosity.-Albert Einstein)

Yup, spot on as usual J-C! I'm 50 next month...I feel the chill wind of all my fuck-ups rushing past me, reminding me of my mortality. I'm sure I'll have a jolly time on my big 5-0 and drink enough to erase and create a few more to help me slide into comfortable middle-age! I was absolutely fine with being 40...but 50, well...there' no denying it. I'm not young anymore. I don't like it! LOL

Ells x

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Is he mr.C. Then 50 shouldn't worry you. You have a winner in ephraim!

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