Relatives In Carpets
I’ve seen smiles and relatives in carpets, sweet faces within the leaves and branches therein. Whole worlds in hedgerows shapes everywhere, I guess they know who we are they are…
What Is Truth
What is the truth if the book isn’t near to any truth. In and by any medium, means prophets to sooth not cure, all you believe goes as the fire…
The Little Atom Splitter
The little Atom Splitter locked in his room all alone, but for a green light and the sound of strange breathing. Deep precision, consistent, counted breath as a metronome tick,…
Faith Ye Not
Faith ye, faith not. In never ending bad energy fields of who are you, where are you, all going so far from hunter gatherer cosmic masters. Bring a halt to…
Speechless Universe
Speechless universe but for dots and dashes, in patches far apart civilisations suspended. What is this A.U.M we move in and slowly out without sound stars suck up and clean…