the thing that puts me off religion...

ye
canno
hide
from the LordGod,
pilgrim

which I find a
little worrying...

A bit unnerving this....i mean when you stop, and wonder  about it....

You can run, but you can hide not(your soul)---not from 'Big Brother'....not from His omnipresent eye.

Ink
To think
About...your signature style!

I am a bit disconcerted
by my own thoughts...
or are they mine alone
or is somebody listening...
help..:)

Big Brother has recorded your discontent...
there's no place for free thinkers...
please stay where you are, reprogrammers
are on route...
(at least god can't hurt you)

God can't hurt you?
But his henchmen!

as long as I'm good...

scarey thought...

toss your smartphone on the ground and stomp on it now! steal an older model car pre '96 from a buy here pay here lot (those pricks are too greedy) pull all your cash from the bank and destroy your credit cards. then run brother, run!

what, in these shoes..!  :)

Unnerving image
all the more as it's so
absolutely true.
Concise depiction of
an allover surveillance.

and trust me there are some
things I don't want surveyed..:)

too late, MI5 and MI6 have read all your poems...
you, my friend, are (in)famous!

I once sat by one of the walls of
the MI5 building, writing a poem
that had just come to mind in a
note book...I was quite disappointed
when no one came along to  
confiscate the thing, it was very
seditious..:)

Such as???

all I can remember
is rhyming Iraq with
Battersea Park...

which would seem
a bit slack
for those who
pronounce it
Irack..:)