

Pressed, Pulled, Blown AwayMy body feels pressed against the perforated, galvanised iron that I stare at everyday. My skin could be sucked through but it is left embossedPressed, Pulled, Blown Away
like a repetitive message in brail.
Every cell wants to pass through or at least to be read - as I stare
into the light on the other side. Pull me like pieces of hair through a hairdresser's cap - highlight me. I want to have colour, and texture and depth.
Because I might be on the verge of empty. Like a puddle evaporating, desperate to capture every last beautiful reflection of the sky, the stars


There Are No WordsThere Are No WordsThere Are No Words
There are no words My friend, there never were. Their soft Absences caught you, us, at hot randoms Uncertain what followed.
But still out here, burrowed In plain view, are the scrawls of life Not adding up, and adding up to life. There are no words,
My friend you never were Mapped by inks that drew kingdoms, But perhaps in the dust thrown aloft By the winding wind
I’ll stand here Shorter by design, hot, absent, and Riddled with rhyme, and in my hand Some words I might find.


Funeral Attender...pulling apart, rooted, into pools of dirt and sky welling in sure and certain hope, I see that twist-tongued welcome, slathered foaming on low rocks at an old friend, and I see him severed from city light. Oh, a release really, yes, I was with him, and he turned to me to say, oh yes, no pain, and he’d have said so himself, and what a day for it, and so many cameFuneral Attender
Veined branches hang skeletal, the dead father boxed and without him I took a river path where thick, it leaves for the sea, lifts up the clod-bedded earth and stone and renders from th
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"If you die first, I am definitely going to eat you, but the question is, if I die, what are you going to do? Bon appétit... Eat or die."
-Ravenous (1999)
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One cannot merely watch the world. To sit idly by and wait for a glorious reversal of universal fortunes is simply an escape. The solutions to problems arise out of doing, not thinking. Action reveals essence.
~Kaida
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I'll do my dreaming with my eyes wide open, and I'll do my looking back with my eyes closed.
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M
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