I lifted the veil of fear to risk thought –
uncertainty smiled. Breathtakingly sinister,
snug in the safe embrace of infantile indifference.
The ambiguous gift of defiance.
Ingrained by nature. Omnipresent by imposition.
Murderous by proxy.
Posthumous landscape
(deceased mountains).
Tattered views
– panorama lost
silence.
Valediction to the mist
missed desire.
The dark corners of memory
narcotised.
Celluloid images
substitute touch.
Writing
Staring at lined pages
– a void to be filled.
Trying to give meaning
to provocative
space.
(An elusive sensation
of an un/real world.)
Impossible
indecisive
engravings
– traces that branch
fragment
splinter
create wounds.
A text only lives
when it deconstructs
its own narrative
Flights, Issue Thirteen, August 2024
Flight of the dragonfly 