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…
For a Door
Pulsing toward me I am on the brink and looking for a door, there are no other humans and I am now lost. There is no guide but what I…
The King of Demons
He serves me his leftovers from the trial on earth and tells me try and start again the wall i bounced off was too hard but i kept walking like…