sticky carpet a hubbuband babbleall around smoke hanging lazyin the air so muchsmoke an environment designedfor speakingnotfor listening not reallyfor listening a young girlshufflesacross the stageto the lectern gains a small circlea small rippleof attentionfrom the nearer crowd she is wearinga hospital gown little more looks to beaffectedby dopeor other drugs maybehospital drugs royal parkis … Continue reading a prophet speaks (her name on the chalkboard)
the world frownson innocence it carries with itthe simplisticand the naïve asks questionsthat are unanswerableuntil the phlegmand jaundiceof a life livedcan put textureinto an answer and begfor firm correction a psychicslapping and introductionto reality a kindof reality aspireor die sweet victoryor mouldering bitterness not even choicesreally just outcomes justoutcomesbecause a smart lickof punishmentis aptdon’t you … Continue reading remember (innocence)
Cherry Blossom, 2020
Apple Blossom, Spring 2020 Our little orchard is becoming established.
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women who woreflat-soled shoes thatwas how a female colleaguereferred to them it seemed as thoughsuddenlyquite suddenlythey were everywhere in bureaucratic power all the executive levelsof the public servicewere purged we weren’t used to upheavallike thatback then butall the hubsfrom community servicesto health even the railwaysandof coursejusticehad their share hard core networkerswith no roomfor soft malesunless … Continue reading avaunt (a wary air)
I feel compelledto tell younowsomething of myselfand anna-maree it was never clearto mewhyI was chosen by her for even thenI matched no mould but I was so . . .so very hungryto be a part to dowhat otherscould notthat I did notquestion and her wellthere were thosewhofrom the beginningwere dubious but not I not untilafter … Continue reading a whisper (swung rustily)
the citycastsa glamour made upof smogand noiseand crowdsand tall buildingsand an unwillingness . . . an inabilityto stopits incessant movement car lightsin red and yellowant-crawling homeevery night a young manfrom the rural countrysideis enthralledby the wholenoisomemess of it thinks itexciting an aspiration the pinnacleand proofagainst whichhe must be tested gazing downlate eveningfrom the tenth floorthe … Continue reading glamour (such glamour)
perhapsevery generation operatesin the same ways it is bureaucracyI am speaking ofof course the moversand the shakersof the bureaucracy a new broomof reformersto sweep the corridors cleanof old ideologuesand do-goodersfrom the era just passed so determined so cynical so single-minded great excitementamong the advisorsto the ministerover permission to spenda million dollars an astronomicalmillion dollarson a … Continue reading tomorrow’s problem (here today)