Category: stream of consciousness
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hello 137 by Tony Chapman
Outside birds sing … dawn chorus … faint light appears through the skylight above me … a hum and the faint tap of my Spen stylus … me trying to write about what is in this moment … tiredness behind my eyes … apps are the Alladins cave … I lie awake all night searching…
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We passed the shop that sold lavender.
We passed it on the way to the Swiss Mountains. Oh, how they chortled and sang.
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Rainbow Ruminations.
one Rainbow Ruminations flowed into and out of the head of The World Class, Multimillionaire, Basketball Player as he sat on the toilet. “I’ll be back” he chorteled’. . .
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“The Dignified One” drawn by Tony Chapman.
The Dignified One straddles the universe, hanging on tight, like riding a bucking bronco… how long can he stay in the saddle?my music website
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Molten Lava Poem No. 8.
Look, here comes the blue train now. The guard staggers along its itchy blue corridor as its plummeting, runaway carriages rock from side to side, careering down the wild, vivid green mountain.
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The TEAT
the teat is offered to all politicians. Do they ever take it and suckle ?. for example: suckle it round the shiny oak World Conference Table, whilst flicking tiny , rolled up pieces of torn and crumpled paper, surreptitiously, at each other. Do they?