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The Year Has Fallen Over Ripe

The year is fallen over ripe

 

 

David Francis Jeffery

 

Copyright David Francis Jeffery 2017

 

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Bottom of the page

What?

No….

no….

 

I don’t….

 

Suffering

Lies not in

The heart

It lies

Crooked

 

Trust

And trust

Meant

 

Somewhere down here

 

Align yourself

Right?

Left?

Centre?

Does it matter?

 

Who is all

The same

When all the

Same

Is

All the same?

 

Questions

It’s always

Questions

Move on, can’t you?

 

Ha, ha

 

A rope is

Best left

Unmoved

 

Blue grey

What sky is that?

Blue grey

 

L

i

n

e

U

p

 

Chookas everyone

 

Now to sleep

To dream

To sleep

To dream

To be

 

Probable foetus

 

A look

But not

A stare

A look

But not

A glance

A look

But not

Recognition

 

Dripping

Why

Dripping?

It’s not the rain

 

L

i

n

e

U

p

T

h

i

s

S

i

d

e

 

hello mister

who said that?

 

This

is

not

my

best

angle

 

whoops

missed a spot

get on it

 

Some chance this is

 

Here

 

No here

 

Are you sure?

 

Absolutely

 

It seems like

A waste of

Paper

Doesn’t it?

 

Don’t

Answer

That

 

Please tell me

You know

 

You too huh?

 

There’s definitely something

Going around

 

Did you ever

Notice?

 

Now that you

Mention it

No

 

I don’t know

Anymore

I don’t know

Any less

 

What confusion?

 

Stay

Stay

Stay

That’s a plus

 

Here I am

Are you entertained

Yet?

 

Top of the page

 

L

i

n

e

U

p

O

r

die/dye

 

Shouldn’t that be

Dice?

There is two

Of them

 

Ah, humour….

What of it?

 

Treat me

Not like a slave

But as

An indigent

 

Silence at last

 

Super

Super

Super

Super

Super

 

Don’t take my word

For it

It’s not even

My

Opinion

 

Tragedy strikes

Doesn’t it always?

Why can’t tragedy

Tip-toe

For once?

 

How

Many

Times

Can we

Lose

Our

Innocence

Before we realise

That

Maybe

We were never

That

Innocent

In the first place?

 

I see what you

Did there

 

p

u

e

d

i

s

s

i

h

T

 

Chaucer

Never did this

 

But that’s not the way

It’s supposed to be

 

Of course it is

 

A struggle

Is for those

Who can’t really

 

I’ve made my bed

How’s yours?

 

Middle of page

(approx.)

 

It takes two

To tan

But only one

Gets the cancer

 

Shock!

Horror!

Adultery!

 

Sounds like

A good

Night out

 

There should be pictures

Don’t you think

There should be

Pictures?

 

Beer

Makes it all

Go faster

 

Taking a

Back

Seat driver

 

Pl

Ai

Rn

Re

As

L

E

L

L

 

Location

Location

Format

 

What will be?

 

Australia

Take a bow

But

Try not

To fall over

Again

 

Abuse

Whisper it

 

Blame it

On Romance

 

Punishing those

Who feel nothing

Helps no one

 

I can’t live

My life

I’m too busy

 

Sorry about that

 

Thank you darling

You’ve done a

Marvellous job

 

Soon

There

Will

Come

A

Time

 

Profound

 

What’s in the corner?

 

Brain function

35%

 

Say what you want

No seriously

Say what you want

 

She didn’t remember

 

I’m

no

groupie

 

The past is

A lovely place

To die in

 

Hair-apparent

Great name for a salon

Bet it’s taken

 

EGO

I got mine

 

Sitting

And the dust

Is rising

 

Of course you can

 

Never said you couldn’t

 

What

Blank

Page?

 

A fire in the belly

Is one thing

Yes

Yes it is

 

Light the match

I can almost see

A shadow

 

Dammed if you do

Dammed if you don’t

So

Unblock it

 

And so

There’s not much left

That can be said

For not saying much

In the beginning

 

God really

Fucked us over

Didn’t He?

 

What great show

Is this?

Nature

You say?

 

Not much chance

Of that ever

Happening

Is there?

 

Kiss of Death

 

I feel like

I’m really missing something

Here

A touch of class?

 

Something

Something

Happy New Year

 

Curse of the strangler

 

I’m

really

really

really

really

Thursday

 

Can I have a little bit?

 

Why

Do you have to do that?

 

I get annoyed

At unnecessary mess

It’s doesn’t

Have to be

This way

 

Speaking

Of unnecessary

 

Nearly time

Nearly time

 

Just throwing it

Out there

See if the cat

Licks it up

 

Bread

 

Laughter

From

Another

Room

 

You’ve done that one already

 

Shit

 

Talking about angels

And men

 

And there it is

 

Not quite bottom

 

Sounds like fun

Out there

 

See

What you see

When you’ve

Seen

What I saw

 

Not a mistake

A reduction

 

Soothing

 

How is this

What you think

It is?

 

Confidence

 

I’ll allow it

 

What’s yours is mine

What’s mine is mine

And nothing

Stops the taking

 

Over half-way

 

Better quit

While I’m

Behind

 

Out and

Turn

Left

 

Keep a look out

Coz here we are

 

You have time

To while away?

You’re my hero

 

If I sat there

Would you

Hold it

Against me?

 

Go to bed Spotty

 

Nostalgia

or

Dated?

 

Get ready

Get set

Have a cigarette

 

!

!

N

A

M

R

E

P

U

S

 

Clever

But not so

Smart

 

Three fingers

Of what might be

Called

Isolation

 

I’m alive

And so far

That’s all that matters

 

He said go

She said stay

Who knows who made

More sense

In retrospect?

 

If a chance never took

Is the only chance offered

Is a carpark

Better

Than a shopping centre?

 

Alone in the dark

You’re never really

Alone in the dark

 

Believe in luck

Believe in Santa

 

Dig

Dig

Dig

The hole makes a sound

Terrible

 

What’s with all the shouting?

 

What’s

in the

Box?

 

Sooner or later

You’re going to

Have to

Ask

 

Must press button

 

She laughs

And that’s ok

 

Say it again

Sam

 

The word

Is lost

And the world

Is a scary

Place

 

Finish

And be

Glued

Correct

 

Why not

This page?

 

I see it

 

There should be

A lot more

But

That’s crazy

Talk

 

Super religion

 

Channelled a great

Pretender

Now I’m an

Ocean away

From common sense

 

Straight line please

 

It’s a given

 

But

Surely

There’s

No

Juice

Left?

 

Fill up

While the getting’

Is good

 

Amnesty

 

What do you think

Might happen

When you’re through?

 

Not thinking

Is the problem

 

I’ve made a

-----------------

And that’s all

 

Movie plots

I’m not seeing

Any movie plots

 

Parting is such

Shiny hair

 

This is the

Lazy train

Get on it

Or

Get real

 

Apparently

We all feel like

This

At some time

 

I might dispute that

 

Hope

Is the poor man’s

Freedom

 

Wow

Just

Wow

 

Seeing outside

I can’t see

Outside

 

I’m writing fast

So I don’t realise

I’m not writing

 

And it all comes down

To this -

Enchantment

 

I never said

I knew

What genius was

 

I’ve never really said

Much at all

 

Testify Brother!

 

L

AXIS

T

T

L

E

 

Bold as love?

 

Get a grip

Bozo

 

I feel like

It’s all been some sort

Of parting

Gift

 

Death

On the

Instalment plan

 

Showing your

True colours

Now

 

Honey

And

Juniper berries

The taste

Gods kill for

 

How

d

o

e

s

one

f

a

l

l

down

t

h

e

s

e

stairs?

 

carefully

very

carefully

 

Puns

Nothing but terrible

Puns

 

Shooting stars

Always seem

To have terrible

Aim

 

Just say it

For God’s sake

Just say it

 

I hate yodelling

 

Whistling too

 

Come into

The light

And let me

See

The shape of

Your hands

 

And that’s when things

Began to go south

 

Place the marker down

Right there

 

Showy

But not

Overdone

 

And the Oscar

Goes to….

Oscar?

 

Who

What

Where

How

Why

 

Last of the

Great

Idearists

© David Francis Jeffery 2017

Other books by David Francis Jeffery on Shakespir include:

 

BORE

No truth to the rumour

50 Haiku

The Unfulfilled

HA/VE

The Anti-book

Reporting from the Bombsite

Another 50 Haiku

The Host

The Cardboard Writings

Refugees

Falling Houses on a Tightrope Journey

The light beside the reading chair is weeping

New Plays

Letters to the Sunday Age

Minor Diversions

Like a red rose named defeat

You’re going to laugh at this

The man in the floating house

 

All these ebooks are available on the Shakespir website.

 

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The Year Has Fallen Over Ripe

Book four in the particlism series. I'm not really sure what to classify this book as...poetry? Fiction? Non Fiction? Novel? Not really any of these. It's just, for want of a better word, writing. I wrote this in three hours, on the afternoon of the 8th of April, 2017. It kind of shows. It is, however, one of the most favourite things I've written thus far. However, due to the inherent limitations of formatting for Smashwords, I am unable to present this book exactly how I would like. If you would like to see it as I intended it, you will need to purchase a copy from the Lulu website.

  • ISBN: 9781370789955
  • Author: David Francis Jeffery
  • Published: 2017-04-14 07:20:36
  • Words: 1427
The Year Has Fallen Over Ripe The Year Has Fallen Over Ripe