darkness before dawn I listen as is my practice lifting the mug of coffee to my lips with both hands the dog is sleeping on the bed you tell me (as have others) that the truth is closer than I am to myself closer than the thick black liquid quickening in my throat only it’sContinue reading “pretending not to hear”
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waking at Lulworth 1
greedy for solitude I rise as the screaming cockerel insinuates break of day to the weary diver long submerged cleaving for purchase to the clanging stones long has he raptured on the ocean bed in sensual collapse from the fall of eve retrieving irretrievable matter between sea demons and sea dreams watch as he risesContinue reading “waking at Lulworth 1”
no joyful music
if there are a thousand ways to hold back time one would be to journey down some unknown railway line and by the winking of a cheap hotel sign slip into the forests of the night let the night take you where there is no need for time or for anything at all till comesContinue reading “no joyful music”
