He works the Welsh Steel. Always on the platform when I arrive. As he boards the train seeking his place the light catches his forehead, flattened by lifes dull impressions. He sits down.
Archive for September, 2009
September 27, 2009
February 2007
By Janus Stark in observationWe smile behind the masks of our existence. How are you? Fine. This is wrong. Everything we are doing or do is wrong. Wrong in the sense that it doesn’t make sense. We travel via virtual tubes, missing out on the daylight and air. From the home capsule via the car , train or bus […]
September 27, 2009
Fitting in
By Collin Bay in poetrySporadic delivery. Tripping out words he cannot control. Disjoint thought, firing memories, causing the delivery of words in a none sequential sequence. Sentences no longer contain the formal grammar. No I, we he she it or the full stops. There is no full stop. He’s talking concepts, prime words linking to other prime words. He […]
September 27, 2009
Dusk
By Hamilton Gorf in poetryAs if the world had gone to sleep without the human content. All is possible. A clean slate. When it wakes I want to be there.
September 27, 2009
Moon landing
By Collin Bay in poetry1969. Walk on the moon. Watching TV. Still watching, waiting for something more. Our lives have been in waiting since then. Doctors surgery.