The blue mg sports car came out of the hill and around the cornerA spread of autumn leaves rising from its body.That day is now a dead or alive painting, depending on whether you believe in God or an aging teddy bear?An infection has intruded like a thousand hand grenades into that picture.1953, The Church […]
Silent Friends ghost in the ether of plasma screens; when the phone line breaks down, ‘send a report online’. The silence fills the space where human contact once was. I see a vast ocean of silent friends coming, friends that only come when you turn the electricity on. The TV box tries to break that
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(Written For All Those On Dylan’s “Speechless Seeking Trails” ** ) LEAVES LITTER THE WAY OF THE WOODLAND PATH, SILENCE IS HUNG LIKE A COBWEB IN THE THICKENING TWILIGHT, OVERHEAD BIRDS SING LIKE A PERFECTLY ORDERED CHOIR, AND LEAF MOULD LAUGHS AS I SLIP AND SLIDE MY WAY….. TO THE GARDEN OF WILD HAPHAZARD FREEDOM
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