CRY OUT WOLF

always i must be busy with anything

in the existential terror
& 10 AM nadir

of another weekday morning

or the nowhere hole
will eat me up 
like the boy

in the garden

alone & worrying

about when to cry out wolf

enter art !

that amateur hunting

of incomplete & fluid beasts

PERFECT RIPPLES & REAL TERROR

i make perfect ripples

never seen

in the cannonballs splash


~

real terror 

is in the 

naked sunlight

we are tricked by its gold

the shadows are old hat for horror

come on
admit it -

them old shadow horrors 

are old friends

photo - Refuel in Texture from the Dagenham Archive

DEAD MANS TWEETS