EMBRACING MORTALITY THROUGH GIFT SHOP PORTALS

 WE CULL DEER IN OUR DREAMS AS WE FANTASISE ABOUT ESCAPING THROUGH BACK DOORS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND CATCHING TRAINS TO DARK ROOMS TO SIT IN SOLITUDE. WE’RE RORSCHACH TESTS DOWN GAS LIT ALLEY-WAYS THAT CURVE AND CONFUSE, MIGRAINES IN DARK CINEMA HALLS, SILENT FILMS ON THE WALL, BUT WE CAN’T SEEM TO GET RID OF THE NOISE.


I STAND IN LABORATORIES PRACTICING ON MY FIDDLE, BEGGING TO BUY BACK MY SOUL THROUGH DEVILISH BUSKING, THROWING OUT BADLY COMPOSED SYMPHONIES TO WRESTLE AGAINST THE CONUNDRUM OF THE HUMDRUM THAT CHASES US THROUGH NICOTINE LACED SERVANT QUARTERS WITH BLOOD RED LIGHTS AND AN ALARM CLOCK CACOPHONY.


EMBRACING MORTALITY THROUGH GIFT SHOP PORTALS, ESCAPING OUR RETROSPECTIVE GOOD LUCK THAT LEAVES US LONGING FOR CONSISTENCY IN THE CALM OF THE STORM, WE ALL FEEL LIKE CASUALTIES OF HUMANITY’S RAPID RISE FROM PROMINENCE TO VACUOUSNESS. WE’RE SISYPHUS INCARNATE, LIVE STREAMING ICARUS AS HE FALLS, OUR OWN ACHILLES WAS A HORSE FROM SILICON VALLEY.


WE SIT IN HINDSIGHT, ALFRESCO ON THE PATIO, JUXTAPOSED BY ADAGIO ODES TO OUR LAZINESS AND LACK OF ACTION. A MANIFESTO FOR THE MAELSTROM, A PROMISE OF EMPTY THOUGHTS FROM BUSY BODIES TRAPPED IN TUBE STATIONS. WE RENDEZVOUS ON OIL SPILL BEACHES, SCATTERBRAINED AND SCARED, WE WERE BORN IN THE DOLDRUMS IN CABLE CAR CITIES, NEVER DESTINED TO LIVE.

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