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 »


i have no relationship with the moon it comes and goes in my life like any other thing once in a while i might say to her “hey, go and have a look, it’s really big tonight” and she’d reply with a bone-dry “yeah, whatever.” well. as long as the sun shines, i might get by. but i’ll still think about the moon once in a while. »

singing in the wire

locations change the confusing new mixed with old requirements paths appear under wires my new transit the thing i feel the most each day one night the towers hum to me but the next a large bird stares right into my eyes »