The mystic experience of suburban sidewalk propaganda machines toilet humour disguised as law enforcement salt and peppered virgins detest being served. A monkey wears a hat do I shake his … Continue reading LAW.
I hear the narcissistic ramblings of pretentious inheritance meat sack vulgar chokes as it tries to describe privilege to captivated recipient who is gazing in admiration not immune to this fable, salivating … Continue reading Jervois.
Perhaps I’ll place these eyes in pockets and ears in silent boxes. Perhaps I’ll pin this tongue to ground and put an end to all its wagging. Perhaps I’ll scatter … Continue reading Perhaps.
If I have the honour, the privilege, of reaching old age, I do intend to make the most of it. Right up to the point where I begin to lose … Continue reading THE FINAL THOUGHT.
Once again, I am blanketed by the shadow of this colossus. Its influence stretches to the horizon and conceivably, further yet. I lay silent. Between the moment of breath and … Continue reading COLOSSUS
The morning carried with it a distressing chill, suspending breath, blurring vision. All was silent, save the spluttering of a few cold motors that coughed and choked their way along … Continue reading A New Day.
Illuminate me, if only for a moment. I expect that in this dismal darkness, stalks the thief we fear. Sleight of hand his tempered blade, silent steps may traverse the … Continue reading Thief.