such that the moment



The truth is 
such that the moment 
we turn our 
backs on it 
it ceases to be the truth
that we thought it was.

The truth is 
such that the moment
we take our 
next breath it 
changes and it changes the 
breath that we just took.









Shadorma November, Day 6 (seven days late....)
(...or does that make it six?...)


empty, almost





everything 
is growing closer 
together
up and out 
and down and god is getting 
squeezed from all the gaps,

like the last 
bit of toothpaste in 
the tube, to 
land in the 
sink by the drain, missing the 
end of the toothbrush










Shadorma November, Day 4 (nine days late....)
(...or does that make it eight?...)


Cl—






...like a click-
pen that doesn’t click.
Or worse—a 
click pen with 
an unimpressive, dull and
disappointing cl—.









Shadorma November, Day 2 (eleven days late....)
(...or does that make it ten?...)