now is nowhere





i don’t seek

the yesterday’s

that i barely

starred in




or the roads

that when looked

back upon are

shrivelled




the hill’s shadow

is darker and

more swallowing,

entire lifetimes gone




but the

wrongness

of now, each

minute devil owned




usurp the current

root that feeds off

fear, truly let’s not

be here




the air is anxious

missiles, and

blame is epidemic,

lucifer has a parody




impurity in the white-house




beige politics sucks

the seep of kindness,

every bough there are

millions of these arms




for rent o’ gallows

every cause every

page assassin, until

misery is flavoured




and made palatable,

shame should have

worn us into guilt but

money is such a




masturbatory god




these horizons should

appear bright, and

nations full of wonder,

we are eyesores to




evolution




there’s this cup of

tear stains that has

become symptomatic

oceans




and climates rebel

against our swarming

multiplication like a

teenager rots in




adulthood




somehow the past

entangles it’s warm

roses, it’s where i

want to bury




in the gentle angst

of soil next to the

laburnums of rust

where wither takes




on it’s slow engulfing


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