Category: Musings of a dissolute fox

Fog and confusion abounds. My need to marry my feral essence which has learned so many words, understood enough of humanity and the hideous ways of…

When I emerge from the ocean, my senses more awake and aware than ever found on land, I feel my soul sigh, my spirit growl, as…

Reverie is the totem of Woman for my muddled senses ever eager, when gathered and sodden with the lucidity I despise when it renders me a…

I have long been drawn to whatever makes me feel so alive that the past and future are shadows unseen. My senses seek and demand nourishment,…

The message from the street poets has long moved beyond thuggery. Where are the brazen heretics anywhere near the ears of the many? In the spotify,…

  This world… of corporate demands, smiles which end at the lips, pandemic pandering, war, war, more war, The Machine spitting out manufactured FEAR from every…

Their tunes are from yesteryear, but resonate presently as if they were produced this morning…. Whilst the produce borne of the Mcenroe tree and Pip Skid,…

  Dessa is Woman fire in the blood. Her words emerge not from the realm of subjugated humanity, but of the wilderness where the once noble…

Illogic is one of those precious to me poets, who I am selfishly, arrogantly reluctant to share…for as much as I want everyone to relate, I…

I have long enjoyed SLug…Ant on the mix is one of the most under rated DJs of all time, and yet with Slug, who I have…