lay my neck on this block of wood but make it one clean swing

[i lay my head

 

on the chest

 

of

god]

 

[but i hear

[not a][      ]      

 

[heartbeat]

 

forihave

[gone]

 

[so very

far]

 

but further

 

 

[further

i must go]

◄ cracked

morning dew ►

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Stu Buck

Sat 12th Nov 2016 20:27

cheers guys. this started off as a huge piece but i realised most of it was just accompaniment for the lines that have remained so i just scythed the lot and this is what was left.
as far as i know its about being reckoned with, whether it be mankind (the 'i' here is really 'us') or personally.

elPintor

Sat 12th Nov 2016 18:40

It's hard to explain why but this reminds me of the moments before losing consciousness..a sense of everything becoming far away and a pulsation that resembles your own heartbeat in your ears..of atmospheric haze and enclosing tunnel vision. Maybe, much as traveling from one realm of consciousness to another.

It has a meditative quality, to me.

elP

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raypool

Sat 12th Nov 2016 16:00

I do like this Stu. It is a simple enough concept and no doubt as always you have a deeper sense of what it might mean to you. I just like the idea of it. A sense of deafness or darkness pervades for me.

Ray

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