Away

My home life,my television,my computer,my unthinking pattern of living,my unquestioning routine of chores,my well worn path,by its negationbecomes so much more apparentwhen I go away.

Out on the road,busking and traveling,working the streets,sleeping in my car.

It is the book that I read,that I take away with me,that I would not usually read at homebecause I would be distracted.

A space in timewhere I find time to thinkand fish for new thoughts.

It is the unknown,a place where I've never been before.

Blimpy

Everything was delectable.Our faces were made to eat.The ground was sugar icing.The sky was strawberry jam.

We traveled far and wide.Across the deep fat ocean.From spicy cinnamon deserts.To chocolate saucy swamps.

This world was made to ingest.So we scoffed and swallowed away.Until we both became fat dough nuts.Too blimpy and round.

This sweet and tasty planet.Has now been replaced,By the two fat dough nutsTwo blimpy and round.

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The banterbetween the applied and the pure.

That Koch triangle:You asked, "Can you do that with any polygon?"and the tutor just rolled her eyes.

That Open University summer school:You asked, "Why don't people be more original?"I suggested, "If you don't follow the crowdthen you don't get to evolve."

You said, "Religious faith is like a datum point,it needed to be invented as a starting point."

I went to my carand it had been broken into,my radio had been taken.

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Dark Matter Thoughts

In a place so remoteinfinitesimally smallour minds go to this place.

Paradoxically the hyper dimensionalityof the infinitesimally smallhas more roomthan the heavens above, and generate Our thoughtsthat we shareas spontaneous creationsfrom the dark matter that is space.

Quantum objects appearfrom the dark matter space,these quantum objectsare our thoughts.Thinking becomessub atomic particles that create and die.

Maybe my thoughts one daycan create an object that will not die.

HeadTurns

Hericythoughtshang,

asapendulumofindecision:

Coldcrystaljewelrydangles.

My Beautiful Cup Cake

She was a cup cakemy delicatessen,sitting on her doilythe icing on the cake.

But now she's a Fat rascalmake no mistakewith Fondant Fancy friendsI just had to take.

To have your cake and eat itfor lucks sake,I took the cherry,I made the break.

Beating in the eggswe made the mix,enough ingredientswe had six.

Pink Floyd

The leading lights in progressive rockPink Floyd have left the stage:

They started up in 1965and ended it all in 2014.

They were a bunch of architects.If that is the right collective noun?

Their first singer and songwriterSyd Barrett struggled with mental health,from too many drugs that damaged his brainhe lost his way.He died in 2006, aged sixty.

Their second singer songwriterand bass player, in the seventies,Roger Waters had his creative time.Leading Pink Floyd on before theythrew him out.

On the keyboardsRichard Wright died of cancer in 2008at the age of sixty five.

Nick Mason on drumsHeld a steady beat.

David gilmore, guitar heroplays some of the greatest licks,with songs like 'Comfortably Numb','High Hopes' and'Shine On You Crazy Diamond'.

with an astounding discographyover 250 million records were sold world wide.They sang about disillusionment,exploitation, oppression, alienation, insanity and war.

Their light show was astoundingYou could feel the heat from all that light.

Generally Girls don't like prog rock.The audience is full of geeky blokesand so I write this poem.seriously though,this band smokes.

Unreachable Dreams come to me at nightbut in the daylightI examine myselfto a meticulous degreeand the piercing of my sighthas destroyed the human in me.

The window of opportunitystill shines its sunshine raysinto my house of dreams,

but the window is behind me. A place in time that is unreachable.

We Are All Equal Now

I saw myselfI have a double.The doppelganger ran.I chased him through the streetsAs sirens blared and alarm bells rang.

We are all equal nowFamiliarity breeds contempt.If I ever catch youI will have to take you out.

I reached you in the cul de sac.I saw the panic in your face,As my violent reactions and Ibroke that familiar face.

We are all equal now,but I'm more equal than you.I look more like the others.Your face is black and blue.

I said I'd have to take you outand now that you are nothing,It's not about inequalitybecause now you don't exist.

We are all equal now,but there's only so much space."You dare to square to meand I'll put you in your place."