There’s a red tinge to the sky thi… and I can smell the smoke in the a… They say the wall of fire is comin… so we’d better get down to the bea… There’ll be no harvest this year

The day started breathing gently on the drapes you breathed on my naked shoulder

After the years of that and that and Goddamn bloody well that, he rose again. His skeletal frame and sparse hair

My old mate wears a tuxedo, or so they say, and he speaks in a voice so small that’s smaller than the mice he never hunts

- The Yobbo-In-Chief is a very ele… a very stable genius is what he sa… that everyone calls him. He can get quite lyrical when he s…

The unheard wisdom, the unseen beauty, the unfelt comfort: the three great curses of a deaf, blind, and unfeeling age.

You said you liked the restaurant but I knew you hated the mushroom… It wasn’t just these mushrooms, as if they were a special form of… in butter next to the steak on yo…

Envelopes with gaudily printed car… meaningless mass-produced wishes, cheques to fly to the momentary mo… Books instead of love and tight smiles instead of belly…

If you would walk with me now, an… I would no longer be alone. If you would talk with me now, or… I would no longer be invisible. I am old and I am cold,

Manufactured from a million ill-fitting participles blinking the [abort] light of syntax error overload, I am that demon

For years he kept her credit cards… and told her what to say and do. Lately he’d started to hit her, and then he smashed her cheek. The coppers came and took him

Mobilised from Puckapunyal one su… The walking dead and maimed do not… In sharp lines of saluting slouch… Just march away clean chinned and… No thoughts here of smokes hanging…

Pumping water. Motor sounds across the drying river. Rustic images of a cottage with no town water

Blessèd be the better days and the bitter ones that outline t… In an entirely non-Biblical fashi… blessèd be the bees that buzz and… frantically flitting from flower t…