For many a month I heard (and saw a few) collections of words that made their mark to me through my little ol’ noggin’ and so recorded them for some sort of future inspiration and use, hence this final writing attempt of bringing them together!

Nothing much came from the individual phrases recorded, but as the list grew and was looked back on as it did so, as a collective it seems to work well at minor intrigue, a little humour and possible insight given it mostly is a set of random utterances that try to be slightly poetic in attitude when brought together.

Put together

Vessels made of sheet metal
Overrun and outmanoeuvred
Faced with the prospect of starvation
After the news at four
When poaching becomes stealing
Interlocking filaments of dark matter
Magnificent equanimity
I wanted to change the world not nappies
Symbolically charged
It was running through my mind
Like a row of silent ghosts
Humility comes slowly to the young
When I opened my eyes
The admin hurt
It dragged me down
And made me sore
Life is more
Than a form or two
We need to see
The beauty behind the blasphemy
The bullshit behind the facade
Quiet complicity
Reinvention
Life is hazy
Sometimes crazy
Take a stand
Fight the band
Blind to see
A bin bag full of her life
A form of avoidance
I was very much surprised
Capital is labour
Always in rivalry
An essence of conflict
The waves of fate
Spreadsheet politics
Advertising availability
You think that’s appropriate?
Negotiation delegation
I think it’s home made
Senior party members
The reservoir of theory
A remarkably modern agenda
Life is a numbers game
Contributing members of the public
Even silence is on the beat
Amplified by people who hate
Clash of similarities
Hanging effigies
Connections and relationships
That collaborate or divide
Strong prog rock vibes
I’m not so alive as I look
Societal conditioning
Parasite, insatiable appetite
A golf club near Grimsby
Target-driven culture
Cultural insurrection
A rejuvenating spirit
Beverly in East Riding
Janice in West Lothian
Ideologised out of sync
Liberty of conscience
Narrative animal
Polyglot religious babble
Ambivalence of ending
Not allowed to know your story
Trauma begets anger
Energetic cosmic rays
The immediacy of answers is a fallacy of intent
Everything will be discussed in the next chapter
Miasma of fear
Amplified versions of self
Unrealistic optimism
The ecology of their life
An internal locus of control
[Dramatic music plays]
Blitzed the cultural script
Meet me on the fire escape
Troubled genius is a bit troubled
Hierarchies of jealously maintained degrees
A premonition about a premonition
The arrogance of privilege
A contestable high ball 
Life is a game of numbers
Willed suspension of reality
The past is unresolved
The future uncertain
Reputation grown dusty
Pauper to tycoon
Nauseating pink
With a hint of vomit
Nod sagely, gloat quietly
Undiluted emotions
A multiplicity of meaning
The door closes
Footsteps are receding
Personality back in the eyes
There is no certainty without actuality
A man of dissolute morals
Cut off from truth
Of what we’re feeling
No emotions
Mean control
London, Liverpool, Portsmouth, Preston
Other places are available
Factions, divisions, religions, fashions
More emotions
Mean loss
Lose control
Lose again
Break through
The trauma
The loneliness
The isolation
You can’t fix people
Work side by side
Help their vision
Realise it with them
Give back control
Quiet rain
Sleepy wind
Noisy sleet
Heavy snow
Everything is simple until it’s not

Some verse

Then I went writing some verse – separately from the above collection of words – presented below:

Socialise
But not too deep
We don’t want trouble
We want peace

Socialise
But don’t stray
From ticks to polarity
From panic to coma

The illusion of contact
Through a myriad of channels
Mostly assisting
Predominately demeaning
Yet seen as a method
That achieves something
But inevitably nothing

Dealing with legacies
Legacies of others
Others’ decisions
Decisions of fear
Fear of losing
Losing your mind

Trauma can hide
Hide the anger
Anger that hurts
Hurts the soul
Soul that needs
Needs the love