April 2018

Hotel room

Faint sound of bagpipes in the shower room: a nice touch, otherwise just what I might expect: everything stripped down bare Nothing to complain about: clean, neat, white, neat, empty Nothing left lying about: no sign of life at all,…

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The solidity of cold

White claws ready to strike from overhanging bushes ice re-forming on hidden water the sudden sound of silence under grey blankets the solidity of cold slowing the universe down I stop and reach for fire using the speed of light…

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