(2015)
Impossibly big things are born from the infinitely small. This symmetry exists throughout all levels in the universe, including love and emotions.
Toys of war bought willingly by those who wish to be part of something
Just a drop In the ocean Pretty pearl of glass Infinite reeling colours Inside
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…
The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections
The forest mist sits out of the car early man unsits from his car into boots on the groaning mouth of the boot
To the ends of the Earth where the lava hits the air raw-earthly habitats To light the night
Vanquished, the night slides from… those cruel games over. In the thin sliver of winter warm this unkempt heir rose, clung close by the odour of night-…
I thought I was dreaming when the midnight sun rose like a ringtone in the silence of my night in this small universe
Stop being so still inanimate objects move to my will
The first time I entered you, You did not embrace me, Stone cold hearted made me feel cold and me and my money, parted.
Silence but for the ebb and flow of echos in a stilling mind reaching for a pause
All this talk, this chatter, this… back scratching, arse scratching v… bitching, territory marking, point… people boring, tit for tat, straig… out of touch, poker faced
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
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’…
Let the children sleep, so the world is eroded before our eyes alone by the anger, famine, bomb and war… of the bean-counting machines.