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Claimant

That’s not a fire to warm yourself by It’s the fading embers of destruction the last traces of a whole transmuted to ash and red flashes that light your eyes You know though – this was never for you Scavenger,…

Insolvable

You want a declaration an admission that the insolvable that you caught sight of is my folly not my fact A figment of my fantasy not a condition of my existence How much easier it would be to talk around…

Camberwell Green

Out There

A land where the pub tribute beats the original and the original is a bit too much Where the Other is fine when far away and terrifying in close proximity Where the drink is necessary but never natural and taken…

Atomic Age

Call this the atomic age because we’ve split separated right down the mind’s eye and even my own selves are strangers neurotic and afraid it’s all just a wait now, for the wind to blow, expansive clouds to form and…

Pay Down on Beauty

I want to put beauty down create nothing more than delicate wonder with a few simple words laid down with no force and no thought but even beauty now seems to have owners and whatever I can see and love…