2014, 4*, Batman, bedroom, being, bird, birds, birdsong, black, black bat, blue, books, branches, breakdown, breathing, breeze, Brighton, brown, buildings, bus, discernment, identity, path, possibility, reading, tag cloud poem, talking to myself
are all the possibility of
and never ever forget the moving bus
especially from around the corners
Batman wormhole: wha’
bedroom & brown wormhole: … still waving!
being & talking to myself wormhole: the Big Stage
bird wormhole: looking
birds wormhole: the pleasant land / of counterpane
birdsong wormhole: rhetorical inevitability inexorable in both immanent dissipation & implicit effulgence
black & buildings wormhole: still there?
black bat wormhole: LET’S GO!
blue & books & breeze & reading wormhole: transition
branches wormhole: let
breakdown wormhole: I don’t know what to do …
breathing wormhole: again
Brighton wormhole: new life
bus wormhole: ‘spilled out of the nurses’ / quarters …’
identity wormhole: shared anxiety
path wormhole; all the while / the flagpole rope / occasionally flaps / the breeze
tag cloud poem wormhole: tag cloud poem II – acceptance