(2015)
Dutch tears (or Prince Rupert's drops) are an interesting curiosity. Quenched drops of molten glass, they can be hit with a hammer, but snap the top off them and they explode in shards of glass due to the release of forces locked inside.
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Life rolls, in the sway, the ebb and flow of all matter Every pebble treasure is from the… Who cares?! One time
Time is up time to senesce green usefulness sucked out left to hang our unburdened colour shines
This morning’s focus is lost in my head This morning’s traffic made another one dead This morning’s talking points
Damn and blast and house arrest Before the lungs fail Ring-a-ring-a-roses No playing kids Blind-eye playground test
“All aboard”, the Captain cries music to my ears Up the fog soaked ramp the ocean mist already claims me into the wooden creaks
Write your name on the next bomb.… Wish for a child to hit. A hummingbird pipsqueak heart stop… A punch like a holy fist. Hold a used shell to your child’s…
Speak softly in the night for shadows cast in these inverse… frost the flowers in the soul Do not allow phantom predatory circular thought…
You are just a rock stopped, still, avoided as time passes and mocks, with looking-back laughs... ...and you sink, forgotten
In a flash the whole beach lashed, laughed, as another siren painted… sky blue skin competing dashed to the submarine cold Hot little beach rocket bodies
Stop being so still inanimate objects move to my will
To the ends of the Earth where the lava hits the air raw-earthly habitats To light the night
Dress them in factory grey and shi… add a splash of colour to stop the… Introduce drip-fed thoughts and th… Teach them to ignore their mind an… Stay inside when it rains, cos it’…
I gotta feeling this is coming to a close the loop around the world has but one way to go too many men
I sailed away to cast my fate, on the shores of Catalina, but after toiling thousands of mil… I find the grass is much less gree… All the wine in wine country,
Love is a secret word whispered between dirty fights found under the covers of moonligh… tight into ears from lips to soul