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A brief drawing. I think perhaps he has an oracular message .

FLAMBOROUGH HEAD

With a couple of my good friends I visited the sea, it was wonderful. Living in the sunshine and feeling the wild air, we explored everything. We found watery caves in the edges of cliffs, we looked for life in rock pools and we skimmed the smoothest stones we found. When it started to become dark we went home, our faces tight and our hands smelling of salt.

ORISON

We saw all shades of longing,
None of us anything to long for.
Her red eyes flamed
As she whispered wet tongues
Into history’s misery.
Kneeling at her to pray
Through the dark moods of love
And glorified forgiveness,
We breathed in forever
The cold dazing air,
Struggling for existence,
And we believed beautifully
In the broken visions
That mingled with saintly tears
Loving until we bled
In the black lights.