“One Q Eight Four”

they made a chrysalis,
using us as spinners,
weaving air and lies
into this. into them.

he hung a second moon,
and had us ignore it,
walking underneath
a pair of pockmarked eyes.

“Haruki Villanelle”

A Hard-Boiled wonderland.
shifting shadowed portal,
The End of the World.

Swim sewer-down, inkling
dodging, meeting nameless,
a hard-boiled wonderland.

Gatekeeper blocks, shadow
writhes as knife cuts away,
the end of the world.

Shuffled data, unlocked
keys, ticking tumours,
a hard-boiled wonderland.

Helping shadows, escaped
down ponds; you stayed.
the end of the world.

Broken, asleep, frozen,
whole, alive, worlds collide.
A Hard-Boiled Wonderland.
The End of the World.