Plastic Assumptions
illogicaldust
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed or described. It twists and turns of its own accord; a…
Poetry
Feel
I feel something Something distant, like voices muffled behind a wall; An unhatched egg; A mosquito buzzing; An echo inside an ancient rock. I feel something outside of l-a-n-g-u-a-g-e that…
Thoughts are not velvet
08 April 2023 Thoughts are not velvet, insomnia is hell, colours corrupt into shadows of pigment placed on a canvas of sharp bristle and hair. Insomnia is a riot of…
Carbon Footprint
30 May 2008 If I had them I would bang together dustbin lids in frantic defiance of 1am and The silence that wraps itself like cling film around the night…
Chapel Bridge – Fenland
BethCee
Chapel Bridge. It faces East. I have sat there, watching The subtle Soul of ancient landscapes – history etched into the dirt we stand on. Spider-woven threads and echoes. Drifting…
Cherry Tree Road
Between ecstasy and hell I have found this flat place of mud grey horizons. Colourless plateau; A space in-between. A place neither here nor there, A flexible arrangement Of time…
Tonight The Wind
Tonight, the wind is a criminal thing, elementally cruel, horribly insane it kicks and it slashes at fragile things, like a street thug at war with the world. But this…
Time
time is on firea sudden reunion of past and present;an explosion of experience ripped ragged and rawthe present a blur of yesterdays expectationtime is a coconut falling fast from the…