by Ward | Jan 31, 2025 | Poetry, Writing
some people drift through lifeothers steam ahead, forge their destinyI’m a pinballI bounce off everyone and everythingconstantly spinenjoy the flashing lights, buzzers and bellsthat follow my every moveit’s true I’ve treated some as bumpersothers as flippers whose...
by Ward | Jan 25, 2025 | Poetry, Writing
in the midst of our teeming squalorour inexcusable excessesthe moments when everyone saysshut the fuck up, not right nowremember, we are notonly fools and failureswe’re creatures of lightancient distant starsblessed us with their atomstheir being so we might shinefrom...
by Ward | Jan 18, 2025 | Poetry, Writing
I’m seizing the moment.Not because the Romans told me to.Because the moment is trying to seize me.I must resist. There’s no alternative.I’m back against the wall.The wall keeps moving.Creeping away from me and the fight.So much for the strategic advantage of...
by Ward | Jan 15, 2025 | Essays, Writing
Further to my proposal language is a result of consumption of psychedelic mushrooms — I can’t imagine why anyone would want to debate such a concept — and that awareness of language is a result of global consciousness — it strikes me an alternative reason for the rise...
by Ward | Jan 11, 2025 | Poetry, Writing
what does superman do when no one needs himwho is superman when he isn’t with uswhere is superman when he isn’t heredoes superman always have heat vision and only plays it coolif he sees more colours than us what colours are wewhen superman sees us, are we brighter,...
