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Plumbing

Plumbing 
Leaves me cold
Under the sink
My head turned upside down oh
Ballcocks another drip 
I could call a plumber 
Not over my twisted body
Get me my big red wrench 

adopted by neglect

through a window 
to a window
where decay resides
damaged
aged 
ravaged 
adopted by neglect
broken panes gaze upon walls 
with neither ceiling or floor
fine wallpaper
skilfully hung 
hangs
fluttering
twisting into life 
certain escape
a gust away
through…

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Us

the ups and downs of 
who cares
the I'm right you're wrong of
who cares
the ins and outs of 
who cares
the your truth my truth of
who cares
the toing and froing of 
who cares
the beginning or…

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Because

I will not 
wipe away my tears
they can dry on my face
because 
no one hears me
like you did
because 
no one knows me
like you did
because 
no one loves me
like you did
I am carrying…

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Free To Speak

If I worked
occasionally
in a biscuit factory
and shamed the biscuits
for being soft and tasteless
because 
in my opinion 
they are soft and tasteless
should I be vilified 
ignored
sidelined
dismissed
educated maybe
to ensure 
that in future…

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Without Tears

I have to sing
somehow
somehow songs will be sung
all the way through 
to the end
without tears
then I will sing another
and another
and another
until I have a set
your set of songs 
eventually
I will…

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Walking Alone

In the distance I see three SUVs
parked on a muddy track.
Three people emerge,
one from each SUV.

My path takes me closer,
they are camouflaged,
pot bellied men,
each holds a gun.

I pass them by,
they do…

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Silence

I let the silence envelop me,
cling to my form,
unable to move,
the stillness feels,
surprisingly empowering,
my inner movements 
hidden from view.

Eyes closed,
shallow breaths sustain.
An involuntary sigh,
a deep intake of life,
renders me visible…

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Anniversary

how many years 
have I loved you 
how many months 
of you and me 
how many weeks 
have we shared 
how many days 
have we been here
how many hours 
passed us by 
how many seconds 
without goodbye 
35 years …

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Word Invasion

words invade
unwanted
wanted
they torment 
conflict
collect together 
forming lines
that demand to be written

controversial lines
political lines
self-indulgent lines
angry lines
lines that betray belief
passion spewed across white paper
meanings misconstrued
misinterpreted

released by the writing…

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Marina Talking with Marf on the Night Train
Listen below

Interview With Martha Richler

Marina Florance

This is a candid interview I did with Martha Richler the radio presenter for Night Train, a late-night radio show highlighting #women in music. Martha is also an ambassador for The F list Music. I really hope you enjoy this insight into my music lovingly mixed and produced by Marf (Martha Richler)

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