Poetry

Untitled

I have thought about trivialising this paring its bass notes down to a simplified list or hiding behind cheap laughs, faced with impossible tasks I have been known to panic left with only my poor excuses. Unwilling to accept that I am unable to do justice. What words would work to describe a half-dream to… Continue reading Untitled

Poetry

I Tell Myself

Every day I must I tell myself. Write and whether it's the hell of holes or the height of sophistication I will honour my family debt. Turn my thoughts to desert life and make believe dogs or war dogs coming out with gross approximations of the real stuff. Punktual as opposed to spunktual or should that… Continue reading I Tell Myself

Wittischisms

Wittischisms

When the right thing to say just isn't quite right, say it wrong. Available to purchase at redbubble.com/Wittischisms

Poetry

On The Kiss of Wind #2

  On the Kiss of Wind #2 By the time he gets to Turnpike Lane his eyes are drooping the back and forth of rails turning all his y’s into g’s stale air for stale thoughts and somewhere up there kissed by wind she sleeps bamboo chimes singing his lullaby whispering... -Well, that’s for her ear. Run… Continue reading On The Kiss of Wind #2

Poetry

Ghosts

Ghosts Tonight: Look, running towards me comes Maddy and all her though I am repeating myself nightmare hair. But when she passes she is Notmaddy I am blind at a distance but capable of great insights. There’s something of her unbearable ballerina footfalls jogging ghosts dancing in my skull. And there at the bus stop… Continue reading Ghosts

Poetry, Unmasked

Unmasked- Part V

Origin Story In which reality is blurred, we go back to the beginning to discover how it all began, sleep the sleep of the dead and get awkwardly personal. There is a momenta singular occasionone infinitesimal point in timejust before my eyelids closejust before sleep takes mebetween my conscious thoughtsand nightly dreamsof youwhen you become… Continue reading Unmasked- Part V

Poetry, Unmasked

Unmasked- Part IV

Graphic In which our hero does a lot of things and nothing much at all, a blank page is filled, we learn a thing or two about the process and realise that Dream Girl doesn't screen her calls. "Dream Girl sighs, alone in the tunnel.She's wasting all her energy holding back the blood, stopping it… Continue reading Unmasked- Part IV

Poetry, Unmasked

Unmasked- Part III

After The Golden Age In which we skip straight to the comics anyway, discover a new level of disdain for the tabloids, encounter a threat, and realise that it's not every dream in which we can fly. On Monday, all hell breaks loose. The Morning Herald runs with 'Dream Girl Sleeps With the Enemy' The… Continue reading Unmasked- Part III

Poetry, Unmasked

Unmasked- Part I

The Dark Night Falls In which we are introduced to our hero, take a left to the chin, rethink the floor plan of our evil lair and plan a lunar picnic. She can fly, you know, if she wants to,she could zock you on the chin,she could punch right through three feet of steel if it should come to it. She could… Continue reading Unmasked- Part I