NEW CHARACTER ‘MOBY DUCK'

Look down at feet and close eyes.

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As if  we are standing

        at the pinnacle of creation; in the centre of a swirling vortex heralding your arrival

To consciousness. 

Nothing and nobody can save you from existence. You are blood flow and breath

Nothing else.

 

Two dead eyed boys throwing broken bricks into a flat bed trailer. 

Following desire to its bitter end.  Come faster, end better.

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                                                        Quixotic daydreams

                                                        Artist's light installations

                                                        The room's constant glow

                                

                                                                         (from Skeleton Keys, Thomas Moore)