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Singapore

I met a man atop the tallest peak of a tiny Pacific IslandI stared into his pitiless eyes, and he sneered, resentfulBehind lenses that immerse him in reality, artificialAnd labels that brand him with the names and the facesOf a country he’s never desiredAs I laid wailing and failing and crying and dyingHe pressed aContinue reading “Singapore”

Passenger Seat Satellite

If one night, whilst I lie in my bed, the Lord told meThat all I ever had and more would disappearI would never make another movie, never write another wordNever beat on against the currents like liberty told me I wouldNor spread my wings and dive into the valley, abseiling like a birdI would neverContinue reading “Passenger Seat Satellite”

Armistice

Armistice, armistice, peace at lastHave you learned to love those leaves of glass?Or do you long for softer things, like liberty in the harbourThat call to stretch your arms farther, fartherDo you even have what it takes? To leave those sheets of snow?Leave your boys on a mountain’s edge, say ‘last one, time to go’OrContinue reading “Armistice”