Stuttering voices echo Across an empty cavern Spectral forms Sing from the shadows Hammer falls Sound a rhythmic beat Clattering… Read more Food court, 9am
Stuttering voices echo Across an empty cavern Spectral forms Sing from the shadows Hammer falls Sound a rhythmic beat Clattering… Read more Food court, 9am
Impotent, traveling on straight lines, illuminated by experience, bends double and consumes the bearer
Multicoloured cross-stitch Etched into the landscape Forming long patchwork columns That shimmer in the light When you’re inside of colour… Read more Patterns
a machine, that bears down, slowly grinding forward, over the golden fields, equals the heads, rolls life, into a smooth… Read more Welcome to the world of tomorrow!
Small limbs, Gripping the surface Sticking to glass Fingers that struggle, And strain Against purposeful gravity If they lose their… Read more Purpose