The Second Coming (Slouching Towards Bethlehem) Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and…

--- W. H. Auden, The Two--- You are the town and we are the clock. We are the guardians of the gate in the rock The Two On your left and on your right In the day and in the night, We are watching you. Wiser not to ask just what has occurred…

with your attack dogs and my defence lawyers we will be like the irresistable force and the immoveable object rolled into one – roll another one i got a lust for velocity, a taste for atrocity no need for veracity, i feed off your mendacity…

O Hairy One O hairy one............ May the hair that sprouts from your coarse velvet skin Grow through my pores & cover my limbs May the strength that lies in your shoulders & thighs Pour through my soul in its hugeness &…

Sunday Afternoon in Suburbia or Ice Scream Ice cream van music (first) A regular military drum beat spoken in a low voice. It was Sunday afternoon in Suburbia when that man mowing the lawn watched you take all your clothes off and throw them…

& that should be "slightly ajar"

When I was a child, I was a white bird – but I was caged. One day escaped, I shared the rich fruit of freedom, with birds of more ordinary colours. These were wise birds, They believed I would not survive, Outside of my cage, So they…

non-metamorphosis my shoulderblades continue to itch but prolonged examination in the mirror finds not the slightest trace of feathers beginning to sprout at the bottom of my spine where my tail should have been the muscles which…

[ also on youtube at: http://youtu.be/G4dD4L5WqdQ ] fabulous song by the brilliant late robert calvert from my favourite album of his, Captain Lockheed and the Starfighters I see myself a Hero While one wings falls away And the dial…