so if a broken clock is right twice a day
and a clock that runs a few seconds too quickly is always wrong..
Tuesday, 28 September 2021
Tick-Tock Koan
Friday, 24 September 2021
Open Palms For Yes-Mountains
flashes scribbled as indecipherable as a note from a drunken doctor
i discovered myself asleep in what can only be described as a bed
through the faux satin-sheeted shreds my fire exit-head wrangled toffee
seemingly dappled with nukes ridden by nerf gun-wielding pixies..
yes this jim-jam juncture so jazz that had a bejewelled albatross fired a live cracker
behind my bewildered eyes..a hobby for the delicate i would not advise..
it would have made little difference for the wordless ladled dream whispers
offered to a crash-test vat of puddles-vet as i may be very optimistic indeed..
nevertheless a dormant volcano stirs as its coffee muses which course to take
funky aerials tweaked now reach to receive and decipher timeless directives winging
wishing the galleon with hidden treasure a gentlle gliding sail down a yielding himalaya
pulling cotton for the saddening happy sleepers the smug marooned lullabied..
time-dilation neophytes to torpedo the blind-sided master builder smart necropolis
as their unicorns will ride pentagram rainbows misapprehending they have won
in thrall to their darkest dawn shall be when the fallen will rise the silence singing
yes-mountains will move for the awake dreamers tread light uncompromising..
Saturday, 4 September 2021
World Without Landmarks
savaged by my doppelganger
is my world without landmarks
the cuts reopen in the city glade
the wrong kind of silence pervasive..
savaged by my doppelganger
memories return white noise
soundtracks load predictive yearning
forcefields of empathy dodgem..
what kind of nature is betrayed
beneath what strange kindly light that glints and shines
what serpent shall fire forth from the sun
why should i welcome the emanation as golden..
the sentient silence hums the within song
the resonance embraces and feels supernatural
the doppelganger reaches for i try the hopeful to grasp
what rescuing angels might side and ride within his angles..