Nail pierced hands

Laughing Time

Time, that makes these earth born dreams seem like eternities rainbow. Over the horizon, dancing platitudes and exhausted hope, words exhaled from meaningless heartbeats. “Go this way” shouts the boss-eyed Counsellor Freudian junkie with a speech impediment. “If only this fear would you leave me!” He has 100,000 thoughts in the chaos of kaleidoscope chance. …

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“All the world’s a stage and all the men and women merely players” So wrote the great Bard. Humankind want to build utopias where God seems not to care, so we lie to each other, spend thousands on medical insurance trying to avoid deaths honesty. Chemical smoke, mushroom clouds tangled in the folly of trust, …

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The Room

Old room where ghosts play in the dust corners of a council house front room. Loud silence superimposed on torn wallpaper. Madness movements, ‘Trick or treat’ redundancies play out to nothing as the Thirteenth disciple maps the timeless rendezvous. Inaudible lonely commands are voiced as faces peer out from frozen curtains. There was such life …

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