It took a visit to the house for your absence to become a presence, Routine outranked rationality as I crossed the familiar threshold, As always, I entered from one direction and you from the other, Because of course you would walk out of your door in your house.   Only it wasn’t you, The act … Continue reading Resemblance (Poem) →

So much of conversation is shorthand, I thought to myself. Morsels of meaning mushed into hurried syllables, So much goes unexplained, unjustified and unfinishe

As a demonstration of the impossibility of originality in art, I have composed a piece entirely out of words used in other poems.

I couldn’t sleep because of all the minds, Billions living unconnected, A sudden realisation of an incomprehensible autonomy to which I exist in separation. So, I couldn’t sleep. My first thought was of a spider’s web: Lives spinning infinitely out of me, How human, We are only ever our centre. But our lives aren’t webs. … Continue reading Sunset and Sunrise (Poem) →