Repository of my thoughts a screen for my imagination words assembled watercolour dictionary impressionist wash Receptacle of whim and whimsy If I thought I lost you, life might end.
Half a million spectacles Packed up in a warehouse Bales of human hair Carefully categorised In length and colours Brushes for hair, nails and shoes mouthless gold teeth The bald truth Of state oppression Organised Co-ordinated An inventory of repression Change the place Change the time Uganda, Bosnia Cambodia, Rwanda Zimbabwe, Vietnam, Afghanistan Somalia, Libya,…Read more Hard Lesson
Sometime we listen but what do we hear? sometime stay still and breathe until a deafening silence opens your senses to the thunderous barrage, war without dimensions, relentless cascade, hate filled, race distilled imaginations, of meat on a block, value per pound, good muscle, good teeth, good bad air to breathe, until the air and…Read more Sometimes We Ask*
Cry, the world says fuck off, I don’t want to know about you, Cry, wait a minute, I’m crying about you, Cry? give me a minute I’m done about you There’s no measure between you or me you’re an arsehole the depth of the grand canyon you’re an idiot the width of a diaphanous can…Read more CRY