Writing

Human reed

In my hands

Time itself

I could put it down

But I can’t pick it up again

Minutes pass

Is it colder?

 

I can’t tell anymore

 

Clocks are just ticking things

Life makes them ring

Fingers withered

My voice still sings

The spark and the fuel

For the myriad things

It’s all just words

It’s all just words

Still now old aeolian harp

This one’s for you

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Time to go

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Clock Off

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Being and Thyme

  
I too was young like you

Once

Now I’m only good for barbecue

I was

Weathered by the winds of time

World weary

The glow of youth has gone

But

A pepper is a pepper is a pepper

Now

Skin leathery or crisp

I

Bring flavour with equal satisfaction 

See

When we’re all in the same pot

Life itself.

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Metro Gnome

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More is Better

Tired of 2 dimensional films?

Bored with 3 dimensions?

You’ve even tried making the images move by adding time and you can’t seem to break the banality of it all?

Well lament no more… Coming to a cinema near you* –

 
 

Critics are calling it: “Unreal”.

“I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.”

“That extra dimension really pulled me in.”

“I’d ride the penteract again.”

 

  

  

*actual proximity to cinema will vary depending on your position in space and time.  Depending on your adopted theory of a fifth dimension, your state on this plane could be mathematically valid but will have no bearing on your ability to locate the virtual rollercoaster.

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Know what time it is?

  

Tax time

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Pointed Reminder

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