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The Nightclub (Written After Seeing John Cooper Clarke Live, 19/05/13)

Anarchic spark plugs line the dance floor, Fizzing up at every pop Hit the night demands for. Burst a blood vessel. Bat an eyelash. Mix a drink From leftovers and fag ash. Dance with her. Let her eyes roll. Electricity … Continue reading

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The Magician’s Body Parts

Lungs distend – A magic trick. Laid out flat Like phosphate. Brains condensed, Taut as lipstick. Mind read In thirty seconds. Pull my finger, Watch it trigger My body to explode. Detonate my soul and fake My entrails and my … Continue reading

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