Written for Friends of Theydon:

Pins and Evils
Pins and needles, in my brain, I’ve got that same old itch again.
A nagging sensation that something’s not right, I’m haunted by shadows that find me at night. Dreaming’s long gone now and nightmares replaced; my quarries come for me when my mind is displaced …

Pantomime Horse
Her mind’s a temple
her limbs are scaffold
Centuries too late to be the Sistine Chapel
she works the stage …

Weekend Houdini
She takes my hand
And I give her my grace
Between the gaps in my mind
I make, make my escape …

Written for Jason Thomas (Mono Twin Productions):

Beacons
They pull her down
On a plumline to the deep
Down to that seabed
Of all forgotten dreams …