hung in a pause
the worst lies we tell are to ourselves knelt in an ebbtide; a coastal shelf hung out beyond the tread water point where swimming is a requirement and you are saying that the life raft is in me that i have to…
In Search Of Answers
I used to think of myself as an answer to the problems of the people that came to me, but I was wrong. They were answers that walked through my door to clue me in on things I was puzzled about. I…
fuck use
will there ever be a fucked use of fuck yous that you don’t respond to with a varied intonation of fuck you? if you deny it’s true, fuck you give a fuck blues give a fuck news your give a fuck shoes…
Scrapbook
He took no pictures. He collected other people’s pictures. He told a story with the fragmentary narrative of a magpie consciousness. Distributed network profundity. Turn on the hose and leave the hose. It is in a glass room with a child in…
Suicide Note
It had a certain taste, blood sprung forth at its touch like zest from a lemon under a blade. Red mist. Someone had wanted to call it Vampire Music, but that was crass, and too blatant for the tastes of those who…
Reedbed
Footprints on water-laden earth. He sees a duck. He’s dreaming. Test subject in a Read-bed. R.E.M ember, burning brightly amidst the water plants. Duckweed. Algae. There are minnows swimming. Stickleback floating. Trout washes of colour under the mirror surface. Sometimes the edges…
Edgeselfedge
Out on the edge of something that only really has a notional edge – a fuzzy signal where matter becomes a theory about physics; becomes a physical phenomenon to be experienced; an undelineated territory. Sometimes the geography of a place maps the…
Navigation
There are swings and roundabouts, or ups and downs. You have to learn to navigate them. Some people get dunked under and dried out regularly, and they never learn to read the compass, or read the map, or learn the stars, so…
Clearing The Decks
I suppose you might say that I am clearing the decks of old stuff in terms of publishing, so that when I am finished with what I am currently writing I will have a real production line in place. Although with how…
Building Forever
When you reach the top of the mountain you still can’t fly, right? Whatever steps you have taken there are more to take. Each pinnacle is a platform for translation to a higher state. When you start to think that there is…