How Far Is It If You Only Think It

Acrylic ink, incisions, watercolour paper PANORAMA 41x335cm

2024

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Faint Recollections We Lived There
An opera for player piano 
   
   Part 7
How far is it if you only think it,

How far is it if you only think it,
Fuming towards the sun forests trinket,
To the tick of cinders cities mirage,
ripples rebuild traffic,
Roads smoke into corridors,
   
Crumpled continuity's,
Of traffic straight line into the sun, 
In the glitter-sphere, 
Of the ultra heat-lake,
Smoke deviates air,
   
Between happening if it could,
And knowing what would,
Being of that which itself has become,
Theorising existence everyday belongs to some,
The gentle make coercive fortifications,
From the machines making up all our nations.