A Praying Man This

A soul that has come in search of forgiveness looks upon the scene before it and despairs of ever finding that consolation. What it sees is a tableau formed by a beautifully carved Jesus, a stained glass window depicting the stations of the cross lit by the dying sun, and a priest supplicated before both [...]

Sadness

It preys on those without,
Slowly attacking within,
With the covers of his bed drawn about
Him he looks ill and thin –
Sunken in a deep depression,
Society fades in the shade of recession.
The soul dwindles
As the fire poverty kindles
Burns him like misery in flames
Of prolonged obsession,
He’s forgotten all his friend’s names,
All of them just a faceless procession.
He slips [...]

PCP Lethal Injection

His gravity gets him down,
From his cage he’s looking out –
Trapped in a habit in another town,
In the vicious circle of the ring it’s another bout.
He steals because they deal in notes,
Resting on their opium floats
In their deep hulled cocaine boats,
Over the addict the dealer gloats –
Watching them slip into overdose,
Being careful not to get [...]

Blue Days Black Nights

I sit back and watch the
mill of the world
turn on its axis,
grinding life in its full circle,
crushed ears hear
bad old times and bad new times
just the same –
it’s fear
to blame.
On the back of the causal flow
we drift along, no need to row:
we either start to try
and make a stand,
or relax, drift through,
then curl up and [...]

Happy Little Bunny

He popped his head out of the burrow, thought Christ, there must be something wrong with me — I have all the carrots to eat I could want and I have sex on tap, so why aren’t I happy? Perhaps it is just that it’s March and I’m suffering some of the madness the hare [...]

Wolves

They had travelled as shadows for an age now, arriving in the form of wolves after a brief dream that birthed a pack mentality in them. The prey had at first been a teacher that they were after. The teacher, a fellow shadow, a jackdaw if Black Dog remembered correctly, that had rolled in the [...]

Man Sitting 2

Propped up by shadow, a source of primary colour, wearing shades to adjust the brightness of the whole scene. Earth met sky and water and collaborated on an idea which he shared in. It was Sunday and, having left the God Complex behind with the rest of the big smoke, he had come here to [...]

Man Sitting 1

It was ironic that he had been planning a fishing trip for ages and here he was without any fishing gear at all. One blink and he was hundreds of miles away from that desk where he had been falling asleep while trying to type. He was a typist, not a writer: that’s what capote [...]

Watch Out

She glanced over her shoulder, shivering as she felt the past night’s events freeze into place. She wouldn’t be able to look backwards anymore because her gaze, piercing as it had become, would shatter that delicate icy reflection of the present moment. She cradled the gun, unsure of the object in a way she had [...]

The Corridor

A life spent in corridors hadn’t prepared her for the sensation she got when she came across the mural. It froze her in her tracks, feeling momentarily like Alice faced with a looking glass that was a bit behind with its presentation of reflections. Who was the owner of the image? This painting, located between [...]