I wandered along night-deserted village lanes for a living.
I followed their meandering flow, their natural curves and winding rhythm, making
my way along them at my own steady pace. I searched for the secret byways, the
hidden stretches connecting the disparate fields and glens together in a
patchwork facsimile of a single landscape.
With each new way revealed the patchwork grew, a fresh land
to walk and catalogue before filing away once another formed behind the next hedgerow.
Each world revealed something different… no, not really, more like the same place
with a purple tree. But it was devoured all the same, the new lands read about
in the papers and goggled at through way of the crank-handled projector.
But I keep on walking and keep an eye out, watching for
those hidden ways and silent signs to the new villages and distant corries of
hallowed stone, declining under the glow of an empty sky.
Song Whilst Listening
·
Ain’t you – Kleenex
·
106 Beats That – Wire
·
Beri-Beri – Kleenex
·
Room Mate – Lizzie Mercier Descloux
·
Hitch-hike – Kleenex
·
Don’t Know What I Am – Wipers
·
Nighttoad – Kleenex
· A Miss of You – Dead Moon
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