illustration 9

ants loud enough

close to his head,

reprieve of summer cool

as he lay under his cart

pushed for close to a mile

finding geography

awkward to place

despite being his city once,

his mind a squoze larvae

thoughts brief as a snakes hiss,

irritable tongue of weeds,

lying still

close to impossible,

underpass old concrete walls

tagged by youth

more used to shooting than talking

overhead cars heat and horses,

smells nasal reverberations

he would feel quieter

if at the bottom of a lake

where on it’s silted bed

with fishes as companions

devouring algae from his closed  eyes,

heat would be gone

and his mind would make sense,

the moon did not bring night rain,

eventually he stood

rocking on heels

than began to walk

this time he would find the start

of his journey

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Cats in the Kitchen

leave the sleeping

milk filled cat

to fry the egg

for those of adams  rib,

an untouched apple

shows no procreate,

offspring to the storm

that nature brews,

spluttering egg tells the story

they are returning to

carbon and water,

kitchen unfilled

wheat grows spoiled,

did adam not want eve,

loins barren uncaressed,

indulge in the silence

that follows

as cities

grow cold and foliage,

where next nature asks

as the cats eyes flutter,

with yearning

stretch of paw

it was not telling

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Resonance and Fear

hospital blue cotton suit,

feeling ready for this,

table lain

resting arms head in clamp

mask screwed over

field of vision diminished,

at your request music playing

to drown out whatever,

automated table draws you in,

it starts with

magnetic thrum

waves of sound

that offer no comfort,

gets louder and louder,

expecting a rip in time

so the brain they are photographing

can see and be part of

the history that creates our soul,

abstract thoughts show as synaptic

fire,

ghost shadows of words

not spoken or written,

time almost at a standstill

louder it gets,

in this tube white walled

a medical torpedo

to be discharged,

behind a screen

they where looking and seeing

not a face and flesh

but it’s transparency

bone and internal softness

compacted to fit,

it is done

once done glad of silence,

you wait these days for a sign

and sat with doctor it comes

age travels to different parts

progressive but relentless

and now that brain

so visual in it’s ways

is showing early signs