Come, walk down the halls of my faceless gallery, the blistered portraits of nonsense madman howling at self and nobody, but silence. You are intrigued by the lack of intrigue … Continue reading Galleryface.
Time won’t slow or make haste. Time won’t hold up, wait up or make up for what you’ve gained and lost. Whether you built an empire or dug a hole … Continue reading Marooned.
A dozen vacant eyes stare, mesmerised. A focal point of pointlessness, commands their undivided attention. From ear to ear they slump, then retreat into layers of winter apparel – They … Continue reading A Silent Train Ride.
Bruce, Unfortunately, my cat card has been punched by resident fiend & now sits on your lap, expecting Jesus. In my opinion, only cancer patients and psychopaths have cause to … Continue reading A Letter To Bruce.
To sculpt a face in the sands of time, sit at the mouth of eternity, pray the tongue of waste and wanting wont taste your tears, deem you lacking then … Continue reading KareKare
The siren song bids this nightmare live A call to arms, to walk among us. In familiar robes, parading smiles Stealing vision and thanking you. In the wake of heavy … Continue reading The mind of man.
‘Late. I’m not quite sure for what, though the nagging anxiety that sits in my gut, extends its hands and takes hold of my breath, implies there was a time … Continue reading Extract #1