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WORDS AND POETRY OF MIKE FALCONER

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Escape

Leaving – home, city and responsibilities,
For the singular job of travel
The company of anonymity and strangers,
Retreating into a bubble of ones own invention:
linear, predefined, insular and temporary.More

Tired

I’m tired

Your apologies don’t work any more
My tolerance for the bullshit has expired
The lack of care has begat a lack of careMore

Snow in Vegas

There is snow in Vegas

Like the star that burns twice as bright
It will be gone by tomorrow.More