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snakehead

you are a sea, you are a pool, a lake; I could dip in you, for a while, just a Continue reading →

The place of trust

Then I went under To deep corridors of sleep I trusted you with all my consciousness My breath You watched Continue reading →

The place where you can wear your heart in red

The library was hanging from the cliffs touched by beaming rays of sun. Heavy with books but void of footsteps Continue reading →

How do i tolerate myself today?

How do I tolerate myself today? How do I tolerate my unusual urges, My lack of conviction, My strange dereliction Continue reading →

sunday 3pm

Foggy brain, Stains on these ventricles, thudding. In front blind; behind is beside blowing raspberries, the masticated fruit collecting under Continue reading →

In a Reflection

A beautiful scream from a bottomless spring; You are stillness….you are empty! After a war with the ‘I’ you are Continue reading →

Into the Water

When I am broken I gather all those funny shaped, sharp pieces of myself In deep curves Of my heart Continue reading →

Y Ddraig Pinc.

I drew this Pink Dragon on Womanby street last Sunday morning in celebration of the Welsh six nations win over Continue reading →

Intent

If we voice our intent it resonates throughout the universe. So if we conduct any kind of ritual, for example: Continue reading →

swallow swallow gulp

Read it. Listen to the words . See what they say. Digest the meaning. Interpret the lexical data. Let the Continue reading →

Dream-time

Once upon a time there was the dreamtime: A source of wisdom in a realm of eternity. It is waiting Continue reading →

Unloading the Weight of Self-Importance

What a terrible burden it is So why carry it? It is mostly a case of a lifetime or lifetimes Continue reading →

Disconnect/Connect (Silver Dagger Trad.)

Disconnect. Connect: I want you to hold my hand and tell me I’m fucking hot; I want you to touch Continue reading →

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