interruption is as much part of the process as flow, run aground, stillborn, not cherry, the cross thread of expectation

the thrust of green, swathes burgeoning, swallowing: the monopoly tips dis-ease, displacement of other worlds

stretching out your hand sweeping a circuit of possibility running a furrow like a wolf in an enclosure

a twist of fiction and beetle was beetle in Dahls peach with grasshopper rolling me from the hill to the shore

life is a cycle of retention and release. We finger an internal docket that tasks the clean

looking up, without adjusting the aperture attention jars from the micro to the macro, a rupture that floods in loneliness. attachment...

i still taste in may the log-jammed adrenal fever of exams, and the chestnut froth of city parks

hang on, tend the snatch of dream before it leaves. seeds travel beyond our labour

roomed, we sit within walls willed, a roof raised, yet then rocked by the hand of gods and tyrants

Ajax! we grasp the can. maybe it was Tennents, i no longer recall, just renting out the day, hoping it will shake out better in the end.

you walked out your head talking lists of doing and mending, words of what if and maybe, leaving everything waiting

what you carry up a hill is not what you carry down

its a light touch we need, lay out your scraps of green.

clearing the drawers, the shelves collapsing years at the edge of the local tip, a shallow grave. at other thresholds who dreams of what...

a moth to a flame, we return pulled beyond ourselves to the drawing board

i carry willingly, take courage to cross, you cannot span a gap without knowing the fall.

eye level with the rocks and the dust you could have been my prince steady and stoic in your pursuit of the other side

not all the soho nail bars could out revel the sycamores coming out party

my 8yr old self would stand unabashed ready to launch. i welcome every visit still, salve to the bruises of the road.

easy to be tender to your fragile wrap, inhabit your sweet promise harder to hold the eyes of our hungry ghosts and answer