Unscheduled tangents at half past eight

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 CHOICE 

So many alternatives

Here, there, everywhere.

Shall I, shan’t I?

Rolled, unrolled?

A multiverse of tuneable futures.

The Lady Vanishes

Was she real, was she ever, or was she

The impure fluid green fairy of liquid confusion?

Do all her accessories also dissolve,

Or she herself alone, leaving only air

To cosset a sudden feminine free-falling of silk, chiffon, and organza?

See Pick of the Day

Best of the batch, top of the heap

Today’s top tale, or tomorrow’s –

Back when chips had a whiff of printer’s vinegar –

STOP PRESS! (red ink, block caps) –

A late-night poke from Brattisani’s wafting so salt-n-saucily into the house.

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(Until 2004 Brattisani’s was a family run fish-and-chip shop in Edinburgh, reputedly the first, or one of the first, in Scotland)

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Steve Smart is an information designer, poet and artist. View all posts by stevedsmart

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