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)
you've got to let them
watch
do what they do
until your turn has past
your turn has passed
wheedled meddled
want to watch
they blocked
in t' face
bleeding feeding
stretched cross
to breakage
rolling rocks
watch
find a vein
art re rowing
(23rd July ‘16)3
ported to the frontier
internal
for existing
under employment
butter flied
in my next life
one will have done more
for one
supervised cutting
bindweed unrelenting
one globe
earth shattering
bring him his lanky "blue" "corn" at cost
from my wallet
d' sp' air 'ion
(23rd July ‘16)4