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.
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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 […]
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.
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.
Motorway
By Hamilton Gorf in poetryStraight line through the plain of slaves. Jurassic outcrop shadows the dawn. Helsby. The oblivion bend, and then the Sun full on. Junction nine. The mechanical diggers raise fists to your departure. Chicken time. Hail Mary. Merging with the M6. Accelerate. Burn it all. Escape velocity. Do it.