The peacetime smudges
Where are the dolls?
I know where I'm coming from

How can a planet await such glorious disconnect

Spitch spatch
Tried to see her but she was gone

They unpicked and unthreaded me
I was broken apart, detached, I came to pieces
They didn't care
They didn't give two fucks what they'd done to me

A flash of poppies

The man who spills
                                              o            h
                                      m            t            s

Cats eyes
Find
A Hole

Red wax on blue fingers
Where would you go?
When you know
You aren't supposed to here.
Red wax on blue fingers

The litter spins and clambers

J u s t     a                                     white








square                                       of space

Leave
Disconnect
Empty
Come down
Let it all go

The land of different colours

And pop, the atmosphere is gone...

Lines of white
Complete themselves

In the morning
When you're the only one making noise

Sandles
In lines

The last flickering

Chickens
Screech
Call

Upside-down
Trees grow from the ceiling
And the world is truly huge

Breathed for a moment