a number of times lately I’ll hear a song or an album by someone from around 7 years ago and think “was it really that long ago? I never let that one sink in like I did their earlier work” and then I wonder why everything changed in those recent years? why did I stop? why did I stop enjoying things like that? The horror creeps in making awful suggestions »


stuck in between moments a few minutes at a bus stop having walked for miles it’ll be longer than you think just wait be patient things will happen as they should. »

momentary distractions

it was just like on television I’d just put the rubbish out and when I looked up to the clear, dark evening I saw a small white dot speeding across the sky. a neighbour’s cat brushed my leg but I was transfixed by things up above; it took me a moment to readjust to the world below and give her a pat. »


i’ve been looking for clues walking the streets after dark reveals another world of off-coloured lights and strange mis-remembered memories as i search the maps small whorls appear leading me in and out of high- and low-pressure zones a rush of thoughts and a passing train rattles my head in the morning different shadows appear cast in odd directions a message from the ocean? i can’t decipher this not yet »