salty sea and stranger shores I live a #life of turmoil in a strange scary sea, Periodically washed up on a still stranger shore, A salty charnel ground, amongst flotsom and jetsam Of sometimes absurd, sometimes terrifying aspect, With an occasional breath... ... ... An appreciation of earth, a glimpse of sun and sky Before being pulled back, once again, Into the unforgiving depths of confusion and fear.

Homespun black sheep Weeps coffee ground tears Poignant... that's the point! Scapegoat, victim of my own dissection There may be devils in the detail but... Inquisitiveness reveals new axes... Of possibility...

Images of imagined possibilities that never have been flit intangibly through my mind, just out of reach. The sun is shining, shining yet all I can think of is trying to get back to sleep. The days pass so slowly but the weeks, months and years just fly past.