The Creation
On the first day, he Pretends to pray after his Hands failed to find the bible His oath is meant to rely on, Turns a blind ear to mercy, Practices… Continue Reading
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A Star
It’s a test. She throws him the ember, White hot, a star in her Orbit, a shining spark in The darkness of living. If he drops it, he’s lost, And… Continue Reading
Red Mohair
On another lonely afternoon out, Alone in the shopping centre that Had pushed out all the old Independent shops, it was her Jumper he noticed first, bright red Mohair, at… Continue Reading
Two Poets
We talk across the North Sea, About politics and age and writing, Through technology that didn’t Even exist when we were born, and About these strange women who Inhabit our… Continue Reading
A Billionaire In Black
What is more lucid than a Nazi salute from a billionaire In black at the start of a new State? What is more clear than A Nazi salute about the… Continue Reading
A Hospital Visit
The letter said not to be early, So he walked around the hospital Grounds and then its corridors, But he was still early. Subwait A, The letter had bolded, and… Continue Reading
Science
Of all the things science has given us, Certainty isn’t one. Despite its rationality, All it is is a guess at what life really is, A question, a surmise, a… Continue Reading
The Sting (in many ways)
Tomorrow will hurt, in so Many ways, and for so long. Those It will sting most will have no Options for evading the black boot Of this evil conclave of… Continue Reading
Sunless
For want of the sun, Her lips are salt, dry and Split, her skin the same, As nature protests at the Excesses of men. Although She has buried many of… Continue Reading
Experiment
‘Let’s try something new,’ she said To his already drooling and listless Body on the slab of her altar, one Of his arms stiff on the stone flags, Disconnected from… Continue Reading