Sunday, 26 May 2013


Sea stone stubborn the bell rings out in in through the surfaces of the stone buildings and moves through even your sleeping head. Expectations like monsters rise and fall and in the mistaken moments you feel yourself disappear in a tide of shame. The heavy frames move over wheels fast past tall windows. Floor boards and chairs held forwards listening to the silent table attentive heavy elegance. Plants are here and curiosity is growing from the inside out. Although  I find it difficult to remember.

Friday, 17 May 2013

you have a practice
i have a practice

Friday, 3 May 2013

speaking about perception of things that are not necessarily true