in the wings in half light alone hard by the tabs in the hollow shaft of air far beneath the flies and you are rocking to the pre-show...

seconds of celebrity who where what how it’s you and them at this and that or in the past like wow not now and you must note it log it...

they come to you like butterflies in all their pretty colours while eyes are closed you’re half asleep tucked up beneath soft covers you...

the naked truth is hard to face brace for brutal it’s not pretty all that skin so pink exposed so grey a brand new way to shame to...

the trump is a chump not a card hard lump without vision other than a day or two ahead when almost everyone is dead as he is now within...

staring square-eyed into space without a show junkie me waiting brainless for another hit to drop into the interface to stop me musing on...

lightning is a lovely thing a gift from Zeus his party trick his wild celestial bling a flash no earthly pyrotechnician can match and...

game of cat and mouse this internet duck and dive run the gauntlet sink the slipper do not pass GO do not collect 100 LIKES do not glance...

gotta pick and choose your deaths these days who to note who not to signify for those who are about to die we salute you as we shuffle...

cutlery back in the rack dishes washed and stacked party’s over that’s a wrap back to normal one and one one and none when day is done...

old friends flowing together down rivers of time up hill and down dale wine after wine and conversation tales of woe tales of laughter...

tiny device in the palm of my hand transports me back to a distant land a paddock out on the edge of town footage rarely glimpsed before...

Australia Day what does it signify a big lie a great contradiction in the terms of settlement a day to look around ask the question why?...

do you ever revisit lockdown lurks places we found in the nearby when we were forbidden to go very far by car I found myself drawn to my...

can’t take it with you it has to go gotta throw from your sight and mind and focus on now what you need to keep afloat sink or swim step...

hello cooler weather! ‘the coolth’ my mother used to say a chance to catch our breath get body and soul together for just a day enjoy...

this is a house of art an arts house on the delta sometimes I catch a riff of flute while I am at my easel or a thrum of bass will find...

tried a cartoon a bald polroon but could not nail the eyes too soft trustworthy no matter how I tried and that pleated mouth that prune-y...

the steamy days sweat by before the date when we display our wares our arty sprays of whimsy and of observation me and Jody Jay-Bird Bell...

bedside table strewn with pills and pens and pads thermometers and tissues pink antacids the hypochondriac defence against perhaps...