Dusk (A view from my balcony)
Dusk (A View from my balcony) is without a doubt one of the most appropriate pieces that the fabulous Poet Busker, Kiersty Boon, could have asked me to put my voice to. My writing desk is perched here over a tree filled valley that bursts into birdsong mornings and evenings. Add one approaching electrical storm and the late evening drone of cicadas; one can’t help but feel insignificant.
In vitro alienation
Original revised texty version at Maekitso’s. http://maekitso.wordpress.com/2009/07/07/in-vitro-alienation/
Fwd: Re: Thirsty
Key dislocation indicator - My creative writing persona has infiltrated my internal workplace emails.
Meditation
. Back in a moment <<<
Hold that thought.
Slip into something becoming.
Look in my eyes……
No!!! Look
in my eyes.
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Hang on a second
I’m coming.
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Reversing truck courtesy of Soundsnap










