Bait the Lines

  bound and bidden tongue tied on convolvulus  i am really in a bind butterflies on the buddleia run rings around my mind faeries and nymphs...

  wreck on someone kids i reckon have removed all my pebble poems  from the promenade seats thrown them into the sea i recko...

  shadow lands a question i ask my shadow what is in the gap between us what connects us is it something in the light beam or is it there in...

  we smoked pipes made from the stems of Japanese knotweed cut just below a joint (no pun!) and used a hollow side stem as the mouth piece ~...

  it’s nice to talk this morning  sun upon a blank slate across BlueSky a hand reached and warm chalk wrote her reply and handed back the ch...

  once my dad made me a vial of smoke by blowing his cigarette breath  through a straw under water and into a vial which  when opened disapp...

  the relativity of two unrelated stares   age looks deep  into the past times youth looks high into the future times  both are unfocused  w...