avec moi, sans moi,
Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold
May blast comprehension if the truth be told
An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims
A satyr on life and sullied daydreams
London © 2016 Designing Futures
bis vincit qui se vincit in victoria
he conquers twice who conquers himself in victory (Publius Syrus)
I already looked out across the fields with you
I already know what you saw
I already know what you didn't say
As I grappled with what was said
Ghosting with ghosts on borrowed time
Exacting payment from me
To construct for you (r composite)
Wolfing down torn detachment
Ignoring all price, my sons theft
For you for you for you (r composite)
For they r s
One day, I will look across the fields with you
And you will tell me what you see
Sœur sœur sacre-cœur
Crossed the wall span free
(17th May ‘15)
"I don't like you," she said.
"Why not?" he said.
"Because you're a bit of a git," she said.
"What do you mean?" he said.
She walked off. A bit.
So did he.
"Maybe I'll like you tomorrow," she said.
"Ok," he said. "Maybe I'll like you tomorrow. Maybe I'll be here tomorrow."
"Ok," she said. "Maybe I'll see you tomorrow. Or another day."
"Ok," he said. "See you then."
(26th Aug ‘14)
durate et vosmet rebus servate secundis
carry on and preserve yourselves for better times
Si je peu je peu je maxima peu je rie je cri je m
Et le fli
Le maxima di
Ke eva la le