i’ve been a good reflector for so long your goals became mine but now i’m adrift on a pointless sea of hot air and promises i blame myself for maintaining proximity long beyond anything considered reasonable but i suspect you’ll never understand the effect it’s had upon my soul the weeping rages i find myself in nor the nights i shake in bed unable to find rest. »
my last few visits to this town always involved seeing car parks at night from afar micro-cities of light as the city darkened around it. I still haven’t quite grasped the fascination with corrugated concrete though. »
the height of this new-fangled bus seat perfectly aligns my eyes with a thick black window frame i can only see up to the heavens or down to the passing wheels and asphalt. »
walk down another street take the train not the tram leave the music at home my mind hums little frequencies this morning it’s amazing what a good night’s sleep can do for you. »
i’m ever conscious of timing one can’t do everything at once. my mind itches but we have another particular project to scratch before I can act. »