Like two old philosophers, Ashvin and James spoke of the ruin of their lives, their unfulfilled needs, their unanswered prayers and ultimately they were seduced by the phantom call to death by suicide its science, its poetry, its violence, its art.

~ Peter Akinti

Peter Akinti Art Forest Gate Poetry Science Suicide Violence

All you could do was hope for silence, for still air.

~ Peter Akinti

Peter Akinti Air Forest Gate Silence Silent War Words

He didn't speak much but the little he said kept me busy.

~ Peter Akinti

Peter Akinti Forest Gate Speaking Words

Strange that, the way happiness only works in retrospect.

~ Peter Akinti

Peter Akinti Forest Gate Happiness Happy Retrospect