Ever present, changes slow

No movement to the naked eye

I’m the weathered mountain face

The world denied

Left to largely lifeless heights

Brave souls and broken minds, finding courage for the climb

Time spent, seeking out the summit

Thin air, chapped lips and a wind so cold and loveless

Shoving you toward the edge

The lonely ‘scape

Didn’t get this way by chance

3 thoughts on “Lonescape

    • I often use vocal rhythms that don’t come across in text very well. I spent ages trying to come up with an easy guide to reading the bulk of my work, but it proved challenging. Akin to some Baudelaire translations, in a sense. Thank you again for taking the time. Perhaps I’ll start doing readings to make my pieces more accessible. Everyone and their dog has a podcast, I hear.


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