Brett Hernan : Writing

Two Polystyrene Cups

Two Polystyrene Cups

A Poem by Brett Hernan


He was someone who would scan the faces in the crowdincessantly searching for a particular face, which really was all of them.
Storm

Storm

A Poem by Brett Hernan


I had a cassette tape recording of 'The Doors' which got twisted over so that it still played but when it did, everything Jim said was reversed. Whe..
Truck Stop Cafe Time Lapse Analogue Thought Process Continuum 295

Truck Stop Cafe Time Lapse Analogue Thought Proces..

A Poem by Brett Hernan


If you read between the lines, who knows what might happen? (Sorry, no refunds).
Ok, Zebras!

Ok, Zebras!

A Poem by Brett Hernan


Sorry, you are not an instant winner. A thought which occurs between syllables whilst speaking may take a thousand pages to explain. The five ..
What Comes Next

What Comes Next

A Poem by Brett Hernan


What comes next? Who ever knows at night the wind picks up A single leaf flies unnoticed In the central city mall A friend you can no longer ..

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