Author Archives: Lindsay Craik
Streaking Red
Hanging off the edge of time Holding back the scary dread Mulling over, catching words Of secrets that we still keep Moving onward to the fate As in perpetual motion Taking us there, in dire fear Through the blackness Streaks … Continue reading
They’re Coming
Slithering from the tunnels, red slime bursts upwards out of a hundred holes. The wash ejaculates in thousand feet high pillars, appears to hover then plunges back to earth, flooding the streets. City dwellers stand transfixed in their shoes or … Continue reading
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Tagged awe, Coming, ejaculates, lighthouse, purple rain, saltire, slime
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Lee Van Cleef
Stagecoach sets the stage Going to the Kingdom of Fife I sit right behind the driver Facing a Perspex panel; Reflecting like a mirror I see myself and another Two seats behind, he is there I look again and it’s … Continue reading
the virus in the mind
can you see the implantthe virus in your headstays with you from childhoodfor most until their dead see how it affects youmakes your concern unrealchallenging made up foeswho afflict same ordeal it is your conceptionreligion you adoptaffecting your kin folksets … Continue reading
wee kingdom writing 