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Heretic
My studies have given me a legacy of interest in many and wide-ranging social, moral and ethical fields and concerns, as well as the politics of power. This piece is a manifestation of that legacy.
"The world is splitting open at my feet like a ripe, juicy watermelon." Sylvia Plath.
On her gravestone: “Even amidst fierce flames, the golden lotus can be planted.” Wu Ch'Eng-En.
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Sunday 31st December 2017 11:44 am
Why I Hate Moths
The moth, I disdain
It needn't cause me pain
Harmless it may be
With no venom to me
It flies into my face
No pattern, no grace
A pitiable creature
In purpose and feature
For I cannot detect
A trait to respect
The spider spins its yarn
Across a lofty barn
And the bee does strive
To provide for its hive
But the moth helps none
As Icarus to the sun
Thursday 14th April 2016 12:22 pm
Nothing But
Again, alive. No good. No good cursing your eyes their function. That your heart survived another night less luck, more, stubborn rebuke to the revisionist thread of airbrushed policy. Walk, when the whistle blows, as the shift changes from red to murder and gather us all around the dead bag, dog shit bats hanging in the sidings. Too much to see with closed eyes picking out the sighs of a crucifor...
Wednesday 21st May 2014 7:42 am
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