Memory Lapse

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The data files corrupt

fast-forward eats the tape

the CD is scratched

from the sky, the sun eventually escapes

 

time eats the memories

fire burns the photography

supermassive black hole drinks the known universe

the inkwells will dry

 

keep filling empty pools

spring follows winter fools

All good things eventually collapse

it is in the nature of memory to lapse

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I am Become The Black

I am Become The Black

24 x 36 mixed media on canvas by Joshua James Collis available at Wolf/Sheep Arthouse email we@wolfsheep.com. The poem is a selection from my new chap book The Book of The Black also available at Wolf/Sheep

Dreaming In Black

Dreaming In Black

24 x 36 mixed media on canvas by Joshua James Collis available at Wolf/Sheep Arthouse email we@wolfsheep.com. The poem is a selection from my new chap book The Book of The Black also available at Wolf/Sheep

Orion

The wind shrieks by with a fervour reminiscent

Of a supposed madman coming to terms with society

Striations of clouds running faster than outlaws

After a crime spree

The rain stops temporarily

The drops run off me onto the damp dirty pavement

The clouds part momentarily

And they reveal Orion

The hunter overhead

Perpetually locked in mid-shot

Forever fletched

The hunt will never cull him peace