Walking
Fitting into the the devick kingdom I had to know for years all that I had achieved when walking in Turkers wood and imbibing and soaking in dark atmosphere, wondering…
Crowded
Crowded, if appropriate on earth, colonised densities in domains of rank and file class appropriation demarcation zones, gated feral colonies of humans without and of palatial with only two to…
Words Don’t Dance.
Words don’t dance anymore vibrant happy inflection, gone in is the dark tone in anger, a new breed has bred and flooding every living space with beards from history. But…
The Reapers Gone.
The reapers gone for his tea nothing left to get in his way, his blade cools his cloak black it is upon the hanger, the table is set. Fires burn…
Journey To The Sea
Journey to the sea restless inland upland hills and mountainside, the people now spillover the crowded land, all churches are forts, as ports, are locked down planes, are empty millions…