meine umwelt
avec moi, sans moi,
par 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
(1996)
Eenie meenie miny mo
Squeeze the little fingers by the toe
Split the crown and let it grow
When they're looking where to go
First to the left and then to the right
I dug my grave and set up the fight
Oak tree skies and starry night
Candle lit with eyrie might
Patterning of air to wind
Carried seeds to gargoyle grins
Lunar sea swept shades of flint
'Cross the hangings of the Inns
Meritocracy of sparks
Blue gushing red for hardest marks
Catholic rule Christian hearks
'Till bedding down cools the larks
Comfort of dreams realised
Illusion pool of lingering light
Reflections on multiplied
Good night, good light, good night
(2nd Oct ‘15)
I still love you
Working through
From a, to b, to c
Globally
Never stopped
To tell enough
Is enough is enough is enough
Faithfully
What a challenge
Forensic lust
non omnis moriar (Horace, Odes)
not all of me shall die
Chicken wire fence
Cut in the wrapping
We didn’t see you
They cried
Chicken wire fence
Presents pain
Terminally
Checking in
Or checking out
On every motion sensor
Systematically
I still love you
Working through
Brief in, brief in, brief in
Moronically
(6th Oct ‘15)
dulce bellum inexpertis
war is sweet to those who have never fought