The films he watches
define him
and have been
for years
he realises
one night while
questioning himself
in relation
to the characters
on screen
‘They are shaping
me,’ he thinks,
‘They are my
sculptors, I am
a block of stone,
that’s heavy.’
Daylight dies it was never really here just greylight and fog and mist and I’m back here […]
Sullen trees still stand for something. Low craggy branches have seen things, Held this and that, Watched faces Furry, bald and scaly. […]
When I listen to john frusciante play the guitar life makes sense.
‘Twenty-nine years old and you got no soul,’ is what I heard Mos Def say but in […]
