Poems, rambles and similar non-prose oddments.
hello, face! you are a useful thing.
haunted by low-flying crows
suddenly he left the room
handling the security brief for a top-secret government program
you're amazing! don't forget to wash your hands
this shocking thing passing you by
or does it hollow you out
i don't like good mornings
on the air the smell of haloumi grilling
enter this flat stretch of years
knowing by the way your lower jaw juts
when you have altered beyond recognition
the dreams stack inside each other like hollow dolls all rattling, rocking
i don't look back
i am a kitten built of hatred begrudging the winter-wet pad towards work underneath a grey sky still spitting fury
along with your shadow let your accent lengthen
please sit, this news might shock you
in the name of your pride be successively hostile
the idea germ enters through the nostrils
you are cruel, He says, you're not ever careless
in the distant future, the art of horticulture is an attractive pursuit
suburban bane of shiftworkers, us night walkers and they; the canine chorus multiplies, heralding our way.