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  • A song without music

    I think of you before dawn sleepy still awake not dreaming You are stranger than imagination  with all the corner monsters lurking… Always lurking  like a load stone creeping Changing the north point of my compass  And the dreams of hurting,  the crying and screaming. They never really did reach us. Shadows creeping from the Read more

  • Bowerbird pt-2

    Make a home of twigs and hope adorned with discarded plastic and thorns decordated with dedicated labour and wait for me in your bower there. In pairing season or short night solstice  no folley prevails greater than love abandoned. In sunlight blinding  the gift of lighting  rest there in the undergrowth.  Entropy and psychic Eros and Read more

  • TRuth and lies

    A video by Raised Ink featuring Judith Light Read more

  • Bowerbird – collected things

    What makes you feel nostalgic? I think the knowing hurts more.The sand falling grain by grain.Into eternity.And then it’s over.Just like that.Dead.Gone Love is often a lie. How the heart does cry. It’s hard not to say what I’m thinking when I’m thinking of you. And its like deer’s and headlights and long nights ahead. Read more

  • Bush education

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  • Next chapter

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