Dream Bird – Simon Ravenscroft

November 20, 2025

So there I was
Mounting erudite defences of the emptiness of the brain
Over lamb chops
& heavily-tannined wine
In the flickering candlelight

I’ve a recurring dream where my camera malfunctions before I can capture the moment

Let us consider the consequences of this collective effervescence
That when I’m alone with you I feel better
Or could feel better
Feel like I could feel better
We both matter, don’t we?

I would like to declare an interest in relation to the business of electric vehicle charging ports

Where I am now daylight flutters over the carpet & flitters prettily up the wall
Feelings like molten marshmallow
Some things are reduced by the saying of them
Some things that exist in the world are better off wordless
We both matter, don’t we?

No dice