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You hold the holocaust in your hand, sing mountains remove, but they remain, defiant, defiled. You rap on gentile heart, boast a crucifix uncrossed. In rags and tatters you moan of salvation sought through word. Wander through image, mesmerised by … Continue reading →

160415 Nameless. I ‘owl at the moon, blood red, baked in a desert sky. I bay at daybreak wince at light, no saviour of mine, night not my foe. No desertion here: dark to light, lost to found, free to … Continue reading →

You feed the birds in your cage. They fly free, away. You stay.

Who says? Always followed by a question mark or two. ‘Who says,’ puts you in your place, or starts to. Challenges your right to say unequivocally. ‘Who says,’ says: ‘You don’t say.’ Even though you did.

There’s John Lennon sunglasses looking up at me from marble top table. Through years, through worlds. There’s me looking down at John Lennon sunglasses, asking for a question to give intelligence to an omission.

Janis, Your face says more pain than a case of Jack Daniels. XOX

How much suchness takes us? Murmuring, ‘Come along, come along.’ Echoes of shadows … Signs. How much beckoning still calls? Belief beckons, We wait … go or neither.