The Order is Silent
The order is silent curtain by curtain, street by street, all is closed but for a faded light and lagoons fill with unspoken truth, drowning interrogation from the master. A…
Blonde Saviour
I’m faithless, life made me that way in shear numbers the odds were stacked one mind pushing a million more back in a false endeavour, as evolution was sliding me…
In a Wobbly Land
I’m climbing the hill in a wobbly land all is smooth and curved in pastel colours of a marshmallow texture, planets are bouncy spinning balls of different sizes in a…
Lemmings Point
A sorry indictment of our times what does anyone want to know another, for they guess it was the status friendships were now second place, that just happens to be…
The False Sinners
It’s not absolution we want (the false sinners) it’s vindication from the most understood accusations profuse, in a misunderstood lifetime, under the curve of change. Under a moon so variable…