personal views relentless onslaught pain in the rush to Shakespearean complexity
a head aches
global opinion
challenge will fingers slide amidst hair
will glow
it will be challenging it will be fucked up for tired feet
a solid majority fury at a coolness in glass pressing sweaty film
and realising that that radiant fluorescent shining across the surface of a plastic 30 litre
container, brushed on the fly with a sensual ecstatic gasping gaping grasping
of damp eyeballs and electrified optic nerves will always be
different and will never return
and passing what passes for
turmoil and electricity and
an autonomous
arse and a drifting of uncertain light and
an eye's shivering pupil and public
fury manufactured in the public interest
and like a rush to war and a stiff and painful
knee an itching between toes
bars of near-black crossing a shining wall of air a
h e a v ing
of breath
