


			Alyson Torns

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			extracts from untitled sequence you can get out of any situation like walking through fog as a child sensitivity with no vision mini coffins grave yard prison hanging bodies war prison warden soldiers on roof spaces to breathe change direction fingerprints ascending stairs foetal bread man wire man don’t jump m e d i t a t i o n concrete landscape shape in time and place space escape exposed bodies vulnerability s t i l l n e s s versus m o v e m e n t s t a n d i n g s t i l l whilst everything w h i z z e s by shadow of self on bread paving stone momentary d i s t a n c e closeness awareness of self other sensitivity avoidance closeness death destruction crucifixion they become us we become them unexpected moment breaking o u t weightless breath kaleidoscope boxes squares light sensitivity with no vision sombre clouds flashes of seagulls wings coming storm mystery absence intimate accidents secret writing formal informal process construction experimentation series of random bubbles converge manifests possibility communication d r i p p i n g letters END ■ manifestations hesitation when i was a child i discovered pages stuck together inside pressed leaves orange red bookmarks for someone silence 24 hours ■ why do we bury each other as children in sand bucket and spade one ball at a time evolve some will does laps of the marina each night on his scooter enriching screaming child behind eating crisps cut his ear shaving world fallen to bits place discovered re discovered found in Paddington dead body walks dog wearing matching pink t-shirt willingness to change air pressure falls ears pop ■ line up at bird feeder waiting patiently for their seed are you a folder or scruncher find in museum garden trees bird song everything has changed connected with inner child curiosity go with flow how’s your plumb line verge of hysteria nothing remains ■ six hats embracing uncertainty toads never thought about it that way today uncertainty instability portal for growth angels action bad things become blessings ■ they treat me like a lump of wood softness energy let go many colours flavours plastic smiles earth shattering car full of leaves trees environmentally friendly fingers on tip toes wish i had your life master servant asked for a game of tennis no strings blindness labyrinth tiredness stone shadows from sole of your shoes let’s talk in paragraphs ■ you must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame how could you become new if you had not first become ashes Zarathustra you have reached rock bottom when u stop digging people don’t hear listen back to child hood essence how do you express death through scribbles artist flower butterfly spontaneous fleeting moment gone feel all things in all ways smiles artificial flowers and you begin again awake detail progression process how do u process that moment transcendental emptiness re inventing have u asked for a piece of lemon in a fish and chip shop angel on met line cosmic connections don’t do people easily untied shoe laces fizz ■ invent re invest faith space transition breathe ease anxiety frozen sea dissolving fear appears contain bubbling spring panic overwhelms seldom in touch with depth of reality unable to distract acting small world world small let go funeral rites panic intensifies vision suddenly begging man burned with no arms sits blind man deaf man fat man thief distortion of self other squeeze from a stranger wild flowers delivered to door sender unknown ■ cannot afford a dream you’re made in heaven universal gift stop questioning simplify it stop questioning it stop complicating everyone you were meant to let go of never ending cycles into that darkness then up light up knowing doing unlearn undo undone let go release stagnant energy awaken child gather energy smile arrival ■ nausea drowning stranger haddock in her handbag that pulse slice honest touch wordless one understanding everything returned to college where her daughter died ask a man to look in fridge lost appetite powerless dot in world commodity few ripples peoples moods city blood stop and search looking for research unjust attack on human rights was it age face religion ■ self harm self hatred self useless unsure spiritual struggle observe become forget shining torches at moths away rest recharge recover renew travel lightly change if they had given up we would not have their work there will be some degree of separation what do u do when he shoots himself that’s a potential problem jelly babies lying on the floor we have a limited time here


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