three days in the valley… could i meet the others there? i would not have to face each face i would not reach over the breach. at the entrance i saw a gate & it swung both ways i could go in & i could go out from a certain point of view. two days…
Apr02
The Little Autistic Mermaid I just couldn’t look her in the eye Even as she curled upon the rock, rocking. She slowly flipped her tail Aware of her nakedness. The first sight of her made me clench And I devoured another morsel, Even though I was not hungry, Even though I was not willing. I…
Apr01
We stood for two hours and watched the grey paint dry. We sat in silence, waiting, as our cracked hearts only pumped every other beat. We washed our hands in tepid water, which cooled tragically. In the dimming fall into evening, we became invisible in our fuzzy grey jumpers. The door knob tarnished quickly and…
Mar31
Sonnet IX But how could her marble skin be so soft? From gentle rock she was chipped, a model Imitating Aphrodite aloft. She was wrapped in stubborn cotton swaddle That clothed her perfect form from prying eyes That ogle, round and sweet, her perfect lie. She’s carved by iron tools to fantasise Her wild dimensions…
Mar30
I saw the future. I painted it on the back of a fag packet. There was enough space, trust me, For emptiness. I got the impression that something was wrong When I saw the sands of time running in reverse. I witnessed each grain of sand defy gravity, Fighting themselves To comfortably settle into the…
Mar29
As croquet continued in utter decorum. The break down and shot were observed In disgust from the window above. Even though no one could see this watcher, They watched all the same. And judged. As dinner was taken in civilized state, The poured white and carved beef Are witnessed from the corner In silent vigil…
Mar28
I’ve not eaten today I decided that nothing would taste nice Everything in the cupboard looked fine But I just wasn’t interested I couldn’t see anything Nothing caught my eye And I have a wandering eye Not unlike the rest of me I’m a wanderer through and through I wandered up to the post office…
Mar27
out of sight an idle cat rolls in the dust pawing at a wind framed seed pod it feels the sun fountain drench it in pixel-points rendering it statuesque another scene lit in midday spotlight the cat flicks its tail to displace a pesky fly intent on bother the clapper board drops on the next…
Mar26 🏳🌈
Gilgamesh arrived, with style and one thumb hooked in his buckle. He rode the Black Bull of God, like it were a white stallion. They were bound To notice him, and they did. But they were confused. They stood in their queue In total shock, scarred, but seemingly expecting him and his entourage. His set…
