My Interfearence : Writing

The Recluse and the Fictional Lead Ballon

The Recluse and the Fictional Lead Ballon

A Story by My Interfearence


a bit weird - just a passge on how people are never what they make out to be
The inventions of the pigs and the poets

The inventions of the pigs and the poets

A Poem by My Interfearence


another look at the state of things in Britain
Wild Mercury

Wild Mercury

A Poem by My Interfearence


a poem about a very famous songwriter - feel free to guess
Opera House

Opera House

A Poem by My Interfearence


A poem on Jorn Utzom - architect of the Sydney Opera House
Spectrum

Spectrum

A Poem by My Interfearence


we are not all we appear to be, we are not always right, we are not always alone.
Lauren

Lauren

A Poem by My Interfearence


A foreign affair alien to my skin Lauren flared up and flew in Her vociferous oath to god A stranger stood in my skin She sharpens pencils with a ..
The hibernation of cranes

The hibernation of cranes

A Poem by My Interfearence


From the front of my house I can see The hibernation of cranes Bodies in the bridge Cryogenic geriatrics moaning Blood in the fridge The living..
The fox in the fire

The fox in the fire

A Story by My Interfearence


A box of sodden matchsticks lies at my feet Raining heavily Now beautifully serene. Tiny fingers playing the keys to my spinal chord An invisibl..
City Diatribe

City Diatribe

A Poem by My Interfearence


this is a comment on the expression that people are 'the salt of the earth'.