Cliffe

Gravesend

Staged Uniform Damage
The Fake Town
In the Flat World
Only the dark pools are convincing, and a
Rough Pinto scarpers with his knowing walleye,
A Mad Clue
A trick silence
In this map world
The giant ship paces up and down,
He can see us from the bridge
Cold water blocks my way
Causing me to pause a while
Reflect even, in the gloomy reed pool
So I cant reach the vast peninsula
And, with no point in going there
Turn back
And view the dire bunker

22nd November 2001