I’m using the internet
because I can’t sleep
and I can’t sleep
because I’m using the internet
caught
in a refresh cycle
updating
every
page
in the hope that something has changed
but nothing has
and when something is looked at this closely
this constantly
the illusion is created
that nothing ever does
nor ever will
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Notes:
1. Written in early 2018
2. But could really have been written at any point
3. in the 21st century
1.
I like
the transformative properties
of snow
the way
it obliterates
the boundary lines
we’ve laid down
road and pavement
path to garden
field from wood
and the way
it allows me to imagine
(in the hour or two before it melts
beneath the afternoon sun)
a world more open
than our own
2.
All that is left now
is the absence of it
the outline
of where it once stood
the memory
of what it once was
the last few mounds of rubble
that no one’s found the time
to sweep away
3.
These waves have been crashing
on indistinguishable shores
for a billion years
and will
for four billion more
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Notes:
1. Written in early 2018 sometime
2. Or maybe late 2017
my dreams
are so small
tiny withered pathetic things
yet still they remain
as unfulfilled and unattainable
as wishes
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Notes:
1. Written on 22nd November, 2019
__________a field of bonfires
generating the screams
that will help see us through the winter
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Notes:
1. Written on November 3rd, 2019
__________the dead are restless
we bury them
yet they linger
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Notes:
1. Written on October 26th, 2019
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