child without an eye

Exhausted itchy eyes

Been pumping it

Caffeine yeah

Back on top

I’m here for you

You are all around

Bumping hanging sitting round bottoming

Wrinkled beards and big finger rings on the sunny bench

Where Tennents Super sits proudly in distinguished blue

Need a top up

Eyes glide past racks of coloured fruit and veg

Dreams like this at age seven

2001 Jupiter flight over infinite perspective lego landscapes

Ever evolving and randomly propagating

This high street yeah

You can sing its song

Voice your thoughts aloud to an Irish folk tune

Do its memory justice

Leprefuckinggamblingchauns on the window of

What was Biddy Mulligans

Now a Ladbrokes for broke lads

I get my morning bananas from a bowl

In front of me the men and women get blue bags

Filled with cans of brew

Breakfast with a bang

I get served ahead of them, give the worker his healthy fruit

You wasters can wait, show the worker some respect.

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the cry on the street today is not spare change please - it is a desperate "buy me some fooood!" #London

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

A Kilburn worker

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