Post by (@furiousfingers) on Tue, 25 Feb 20 08:48:51 +0000 View Full Post imagination 'Let us chase our imagination to the heavens, or to the utmost limits of the Universe; we never really advance a step beyond ourselves' - David Hum...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Wed, 11 Dec 19 20:53:31 +0000 View Full Post on transit and international departures... Simple cottons creased in this nomadic pacing, this nomad's pendular dwelling, the only way this and every nomad cur...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Tue, 19 Nov 19 08:59:56 +0000 View Full Post the crisis of a dilettante... In the smallness of childhood he unlearned and leaned. To crane around curtains half-drawn and steal a first glimpse, what a ...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Mon, 18 Nov 19 09:39:08 +0000 View Full Post shunting over the hump... Thin man, come down and out from under that whipping night. By the faces dancing and warming eyes, frothed lips part to wail the ol'...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Mon, 24 Jun 19 09:31:20 +0000 View Full Post On a way to reclining... Here am I with ways to go and in full recline so as to bring into view all I must comprehend. And the reclining motion? Going softly,...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 07 Dec 18 10:12:30 +0000 View Full Post investigating weightiness... What gives the weight of puddles? The child hesitates and goes backwards seeing the dark and muddy complexion. It is knowing an u...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Tue, 04 Dec 18 16:53:53 +0000 View Full Post on 'loving' obviously.. See now the Unsettled going into sleep deep and gentle as the lull of a tenor man's ballad lamenting after that Caribbean woman's dream...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Mon, 03 Dec 18 09:09:53 +0000 View Full Post Curtains. Beaded curtains of summery fabric breathing. Such is the rain under moonlight and this night, I standing at one end of the wonky lane, a lamp spills...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Sun, 02 Dec 18 10:19:16 +0000 View Full Post Twists and knots and further notes.. The auto-immune. A paradox. One that lives amongst us and proves the appearance of our world - an appearance believed in...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Thu, 29 Nov 18 11:58:57 +0000 View Full Post An umbrella flew upwards. Shrill winds buffeted it out from a frayed-gloved hand in the station courtyard. It was the hour of returning home for all kinds of ...
