10. Night Fight
The gloaming doesn't come to spite you. The daylight doesn't up and abandon you. The night doesn't want to start a fight with you. I meant I wanted to tell you: I dreamt I held something tiny in my...
View Article9. Bees
The picture is painful to see. You've got the thing so small that it's impossible to see. Oh we want to behold but it eats at the edges. Oh we want it intact but it encroaches and goes black. There is...
View Article8. Nine Houses
There are nine houses between me and the sea. Nine bastions to breach. There are nine swells and nine second winds. Nine households to rise up and meet. I know. I know we are not two ships passing in...
View Article7. Balaenoptera Borealis
Balaenoptera Borealis, you are rare to breach the sea. An ostracised colossus, mistaking dry land for relief. Two involuntary organs asphyxiate beneath their weight. Two involuntary organs. Two...
View Article6. B Flat
Look out, way out. You can't always see it from here. Atmosphere is the lens: it might help, it might hinder. But tonight we're in the clear. Let's lay back, let's lay back and look. I see you looking....
View Article5. Slash and Burn
And how harrowing the fall. And how to sound the warning call? And how to cut, and thrust, and wound through and through? And strike down, and truncate too? How to stand a felled body unwilling to...
View Article4. Particle Science
We travel the world in the name of science. We peek into holes under ancient seas. We pick at the ground surrounding --rush on boson, rush on proton, rush on boson- getting samples of the manganese....
View Article3. Talk, Talk, Talk
Hands of fire; we wash the hands. Hands are clean; they are out for a while. But it won't be long, before they are ablaze again. It'll come back bright, it comes back brighter. We talk, we talk, but...
View Article2. The Signal
Why don't you cast about? Try to come to it yourself? Why this disordered house? Why can you plough no one out? I said to cease and desist! I said to motherfucking stop it! This is a plea for clemency,...
View Article1. The Scaffold
Video et taceo! I see and I keep silence! I felt the tinman gene turn on in me; I felt my heart come into focus, baby! What strange order of petitioners*! What detractors, what resistors, to bring me...
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