I laugh, I cry, People Watch Me As They Walk On By.
Lying in state a quick break from the worm, breaking away from the underpinning I am ripened like an old joint, cursed with dodgy seed, trust today and tomorrow I…
The Sand Casts Over Me
A dance in the dune of mystery, sand peeling skin wind playing droplets drying abandoned hair, absurd waves prance as horse spirit thieves the long and slow beginning of the…
Orwell 2050…
Human registration plates, hardcore DNA, chipped. Shuffled. Decanted, devoured. Dispersed, to dissolve destroyed microchips in the mortuary, rattling, in a kidney dish, it is 2050. Total accountability is the name…
Atom Bomb In A Peanut
Atom bomb in a peanut ready to burst into the world, the world in a rotating bowl of nuts, in hard shells, link lines to destruction. Human chains of indifference…
New For Old
Polishing dead fathers shoes then trying to wear them obviously not a good fit, the premature passing of father meant I hadn’t grown enough to replace him on earth there…