Magic Phil's Lockdown Averse...

The New Guardians
Of Solitude.

A compassionate isolation. A life apart together. We are
frenetically connected,
& self-consciously alone.

One soul amongst multihundreds
Like a heartbeat in minimalist techno
At the mass silent disco.

You are free to shout.
A welcome distraction
From the tinnitus
of your own body.

You breathe.

Wasn't it always like this?

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The Tin Tower

The choice of can depends not on its contents, but on the architectural integrity of the Tin Tower; a variegated diet of
produce from squat, oblong cans preferable to asymmetry and wobble.

Sardines, pineapple chunks and golden syrup.

Yum.

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The Last Can of Pilchards in Lidl.

Sit back. Switch off.
Eat popcorn. Will Smith, Jennifer Lawrence and Tom Criuse
Will sort this shit out.
87 minutes tops.
Relax.

28 weeks later you open the last can of pilchards. The one you got down on your hands and knees for. On a dirty
supermarket floor.
On Friday 13th.

Liberated paradise.
Walks with dog.
Chats across
the 2-metre divide.
Six feet for
health and safety.
How you miss the humanity.

Sit back.
Switch off.
Relax.
All will be well.
You tell yourself.

Again.