It was never going to be easy, well.. i knew that..!
the fight was long and hard, the wolf knew my weaknesses
and exploited them to the full..
i kept going away..
..but i kept coming back..
i could feel the layers of disquiet lifting.. pulling..
my head expanded and nearly blew..!!
but wolf, you lay wimpering..
..sitting looking pathetic..
in a pool of your own defeated piss..
i am no longer in fear of the wolf..
picking up where i left off (still i & ii) - i quickly
grabbed another canvas and painted the journey back home;
within the week i would be home at last!!
all the techniques i had learned along the way helped me
all i had to do was look up at the sky from the back of
my parents cortina & realise i always knew the world was
and i connected it!!
(Am I doing it?
Can I have it all now?)
i want to go home..