September 2010
2 posts
Fragments of a dream just woken from
I dreamt of myself as a child in London, though younger than I was when really I did frequent that lovely garden, and lovelier it was by far in my slumber, though I had inexplicably altered. The child I was played by a pond carved into the patio. In truth my mother had dug squares out and inserted an old sink as a pond, sort of a bohemian experiment that failed and became stagnant. In the dream...
let's not worry about titles.. something i writ
When everything has stuck in place
And built on top of that which has settled,
And the structure you see full of eyelets and cracked bare beams,
Makes your skin crawl.
When you crawl bodily away to a patch of space and feel important again,
How can you look back to the call of the rubble?
It calls you by a name you’ve had etched into flesh,
And like that you assimilate again with the...
March 2010
15 posts
Rot in Sodom you fucking shitty Osan pet store...
i think i may have to become a veggie (small help small, no help, small symbol)/at least 4 a while (ha)/fucking wanking pet shop//depressed me so bad/hada big old cuddle with the dulux dog/he pressed against me so hard… looked me madly in th eyes like it was his happiest day/i wanna go there in th middle of the night n check if they keep the cats in the fish tanks at night aswell/pacing...
The Girl From Ipanema In Brighton At Christmas...
And you fall down as you gaze
Bored at the specatacle on offer,
The performances and wonders that are feeding life and themselves,
But not you, as you’re watching the pink dough of your eyelids,
And thinking of what with a smile wrapped in self?
As the boy speaks of folk and the blusterous wind rages,
The panes squeak and crack and you wonder how you’ll look
In your new...
The Passing of Old Rat (messy scrawlings, 2006)
I ducked under the large curtains in my room and pulled open the door to the garden, it flew so fast it smashed loudly against the frame freeing loose little pieces of plaster which sprinkled to ground, carried on beams with clouds of lint.
I sat on the other side, on the floor and smoked and watched TV all morning in a little patch of sun between brown folds.
When the afternoon came I pulled...
