A soiled placard blows
across a nuclear wasteland...

A
man...

the avocets are coming
i feel them on the wind...

Tiddles gets caught in the rain (syntuit)
suzie smirks and asks...

as i look down from
tier 4, my appetite for...

.
Trouble was in the fusty air...

These scraping nails
Inside my chalkboard mind will...

a cloud opened its
vein all over my washing...

...........Tonight
.......We remember...

beneath leathered glass
majestically swimming...

Wetness squelches
between my toes...

In days gone by the wind blew soft and new,
Just like a lover’s soft caressing kiss...