I'm stuck in the book of joined up thought

Fine shoulder-length hair

I've plumped up the velveteen cushions

For the sense sense of occasion

Michelle crosses the zebra

These last unnumbered colours dissolve

Switch on the tap and let it run

Units of light a truck is a kind of articulated trick

The 15 second movie clip

Pin-sharp spreads the spectrum

Black is not blank but grey is his hiss

Complex complex as salad the unit of thought

The other side and "YOU" if you are next

Run-off as raindrops dissolve to coalesce

Grey light for two minutes

Strip-lights puffy clouds tower blocks Infinity Truth

The Universal Man the blank pages of attendant horror

Shoulder to the image if you want to grow up and be a big fly