I am pain’s complex companion. Oww.
Receptor receptacle brimming neurones,
Open endings, condescending contrast.
Dyed black. Tainted cup of bubbles
Potent procrastination postponement,
Poetic license, frozen intellect collect.
Siamese source, polluted water courses.
Brook by stream, mineral plunder revean
In sight, but not seen. Mystery shopper
Abacus mourning, forgotten glory story.
Embedded embellishments fantasy flew.
Tearfully locked in confinement’s gloom.
20/20 an acronym, imperfections mirror.
Traitorous intent has never become me.
Fantasy wandering, Cliff top emergency.
Loyal, quiet and solitary. Horologist. I.
Counted teeth, rattlesnake shake. Sicker
Silent ticker-tape collaborator. Massing.
Lonely mostly, normal to me seriously.
No one knocks, but cursed collectors.
Forgotten being, caught in betweenness.
Shadow avarice. Discombobulated low. Phase shift abstracted. Lost satisfaction
Transistor malfunction. Incorrect voltage
About the Creator
Paul Beckett
I’m a writer, horologist & joy filled fantasist. Reality to me is plastic. I’m fascinated with time, quantum physics, analogue and fashion.
My writings at least 69% autobiographical, often 99%
Fav:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams- S.Plath
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