Updated: May 12
Friday 5th May
The corridors smell like dirty socks.
Ball sack wafts and dirty cocks.
The corridors like a scene from the shining.
Crikey, Listen to me whining!
The waspy colours and flickering lights
Front the doors, full of delights.
I am sparkly and out of place,
In this ghastly dreadful space.
Wednesday 17th May 2023 Shapes merge with intersecting lines The connections darkened Neurons enhanced good times. Without thought, direction or focus. Just the journey, meandering process. This is th
Tuesday 23rd May 2023 I never want to leave Norway. The air is so much much cleaner, The water tastes better. I feel more animal, leaner. It's all so much less recycled. Compared to home it's a paradi
Monday 22nd May 2023 The wire blows in the gentle breeze. Lifting up and down, gently shifting side to side. A wave motion making visible the invisible air. A slack rope cutting between upended Discar