Bait the Lines

  bin there seen that the ash man  the dust man now no more dust no more ash consumerism is bagged some recycled some not remember the corru...

death via the modern modem it seems the core of our being is not molten  but is as hard as granite nowadays  nothing can strike a light in t...

    my late mother i can hear her intone i can hear her intone i’m all behind like brown’s cows and i’m on the road behind the herd’s unhurr...

  looking at a painting in a gallery the distance  finding the number of paces for the painting to speak not to shout or whisper not to be s...

  what? I am (name) we say  pointing at our breastbone reassured by a name whispering ‘yes you are’ never (well once) wondering  how much of...

writing a poem the non-trance equivalent of being in a trance stepping back in mind as the sluice gates open watching a poem run along the c...

  genocide remove the person who squats in the mind of a person who says you are not that sort of person when of course we all have that sor...