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  • Recharge

    And I was woken by the gravityless black Red line, redlining – earth quenched of fire itself a Promethean liberation And I pondered Typically To plead if we could have A warm fire Like an old bonfire with friends Wearing… Continue reading

  • Society of Language

    ‘Is’, is my sister ‘the’, my mother and father ‘there’ is my brother my lover is ‘of’ and I is ‘peaks’ and ‘lake like pores’ me is ‘inside’ you is ‘my gratitude’ a friend is ‘between’ a confidante is ‘statement’… Continue reading