Springs and things

It is I that is wound up tightly, so the clock strikes me as being somewhat superfluous the chimes unmelodious and the case just an atlas in which to hide the map of my days. In the hourglass two ships both of them sinking while I sit here thinking what a waste. yet we cheer…

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The book of rehearsals

There are demons in the undertow and monsters in my head Paul and Simon at the grave and who did Jesus save? Thomas or so it’s said. Pilate the lunatic has gone on the sick and Herod’s been thrown off the throne Peter went off in retreat and left Mary all on her own. A…

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