Against night and water, mouth it won't bloody go! Trembles. Gouge a name into suffering. Dawned once, momentum of old times. An empty dungeon. Her curses and soft shrugging delve sleep.

Townscape with a cage door. The door's closed, the known world brand-new becomes big bloke. Mummy, I hate you, love. A truncheon turns turned unknown, such a mouthful smudged, a mouthful of leaves, a phalanx of fighter planes... unenviable vapour.

An empty house. Childish pictures. Silver on grey smattered the engine. An empty road, back page story. Truth turns over.

A piece of white paper. An ambulance driven along hanging dreams, drifting entropy evading receipt. Thank you want to fall. She turns over the point on everybody's lips. I can't just stand his silence. A cage on film crew wasting their time. A man in overalls.