The past is always knocking incessant, trying to break through into the present*

The retellings –
the relentless revisions
the ratcheted raconteuring –
ramify.
Wrangling, angling for
reasons, rationales
reaching for redemption
re-assembly,
relief.

We rectify randomness, right wrongs
Even if only in our own skins.

Paris/Manchester December 2012

* The title is from Billy Bragg’s amazing song Brickbat, from the album “William Bloke”

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