Giant Meteor 2020!
poetry
The non-sequiturs of summer (a poem)
The day in review.
Summer sheds no tears (a poem)
One year later.
Reflection on a Saturday morning when the rainclouds have cleared (a poem)
The next morning.
21 August 2020 (a poem)
Another one left this day.
How SkyNet is going to get us (a poem)
Not perfect, but it’s a start…
How to move your elephant during a pandemic (a poem)
Maybe this will have some kind of use…
Fracture? (a poem)
An incomplete musing that would brook no attempts at completion.
The ritual of chains and their breaking (a poem)
RIP, John Lewis.
Subconscious desire and misplaced lifelines (a poem)
Written in this format because iOS doesn’t allow you to enter soft returns.
Ordinary Average Thoughts 