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Nigel Stuart Vinston Gunn

Nigel Stuart Vinston Gunn

Lifted

Like sweet sea breeze,
  Against the sails first unfolding.
Sheets hard creased,
  And ballast molding.
After untold years,
  In harbours holding.
Air to lungs,
  Never breathed so deeply
Blood to veins,
  Never pumped so fiercly.
Light to eyes,
  Never seen so clearly.
Calm to thoughts,
  Never felt so freely.
I have not known love,
  Like what you’ve shown me.
And so I thank you,
  For what’s a ship...
 
           ...without it’s journey?

(2014)

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Belief and Systems

Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
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Endless Rise, Endless Fall

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Everything

Everything is serious, and everyth… Everything is darkness, and everyt…
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Being in Element

Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,
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Nic Cage is Everything, Everything is Nic Cage

We are nothing but adaptation, Looking through snake eyes. So kick-ass, And drive angry, For those who face off,
Through the Hole at the End of Infinity

I spent 16,000 years in pure light… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
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Acid Peel

A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
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Fibonacci's Jigsaw

When at last the pieces come to fi… But no real answer comes from it, We must zoom out a little bit, See the picture that’s outside of…
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S'

Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
Black-Sand

The plaster on the wall, Is starting to flake off, Like the membrane of a brain, Trying to give up. Contemplate every single concept,
The Captive Octopus

Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,
Water Will Flow

When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
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Line

Pulled outward, While drawn inward, Held at the verge, Holding balance, Balance holding me,
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