HEMEROSCOPIUM

  I build sentences in the mind that had no existence before, a platform to ponder in a place that doesn’t exist, in truth, until it’s been told. I move through this Hemeroscopium like an architect building a house into a home, unearthing light to contrast the shadow my thoughts have been confined in, a […]

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THE RISE AND FALL OF HE

  He is forward flying, A novice to noise And nuances Of staggering streets Unknown and numerous, Honed to the humming From the surge and speed Of manoeuvres he can Meddle through Mingle through Move through He is a nubile note, A minor chord In a major movement, Braced for a rebirth By foreign fingers […]

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