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Through folding-doors,

came to me as you did,

the time before.

Rarest of visits,

three in all.

No urban sprawl,

a passing bell,

reaching the toll.

Limbs stepped

out of frame,

in the gap,

a yellow dawn.

Freestanding the wall,

win scored with scrawls.

What do I bring?

What you hold,

you own it all.


Eyes wide open,

throat sore

singing songs

of the blind.

Line drawn

on line,

drunk on vanity

all a waste

of your time.

Foes closer

than friends,

when they

come in disguise.

Shutters cut out

the heat,

inner red


endurance is

when you

do not die.

Current Position

Under way from

where I was

to the place

I ought to be,

out in the woods,

postcard stamped,

I’ll throw away

the key.

Telling to told,


under the sun

you’ll find me.

Hand clasping,

stone holding

colour of the

deep blue sea.

Leaves rustle,

between murmuring trees.

Air clears restlessness,

settles the unease.

Once doesn’t mean again,

go on, walking calmly

and untroubled,

dreaming the same

familiar dream.

You say it was dark,

you fell before you had light.

Talk, I’m listening.

Words, words, words,

real and otherwise.

Steps of tourists’ feet,

carrying tales through time.

Chill in ancient echoes,

shattering temples,

cosmos holds the echo.

Nightbird sings;

dark sonnets, white noise,

monsters and the monstrous,

darkness drawn into void.

Vision light on change,

chain of evil, the Devil’s plague.

Keep them guessing,

tis no place for the faint.

Under His heaven;

Is where I wait,

I wait with you.

Silenced voice

listening to my mind,

wordless surrender,

and I exist in you.