May09

Hail to the Witch! I just can’t trust the broadcasting companies. I can confirm they will absolutely put profit above the wellbeing of others. Seizing on it and pigeonholing them had no effect whatsoever. I probably must be crazy, because I love it! Please bring donuts because I’m in on this one. I’ll be rocking…

May08

Wet Dream In my ugly room Moonlight is spat through the open window. Outside the reticent rustling leaves are Embraced by the wind in a sordid waltz. God lifts the curtain, shines over my sinful stage, His spotlight focussed on my cracked heart. [Dreaming] Of she… Faceless, yet sexual, her hot desperate body sings. “No…

May07

Tell me if the salad is tasty. It gets quite soggy with a bloody steak. Poking the flagstone of dead flesh From the slow side of the stampede, The leaking juices form a cold puddle Of post-life, hoisting olive-oil Skimmers around like Jolly-dancing pall bearers. Can you feel the beat that they rock to? It…

May06

The Circle IV – Clive Living life in the moment is his norm. This striped man-eater pounces on the beers, Life lived loving, not having to conform. The life and soul, but God hates him, he fears. Licking his lips he buries his hurt deep And joins the circle to repent his sin. In his…

May05

hard work is my vehicle transporting ambition to terminal disappointment. As I uploaded into a dream (before sleep deserted me) I patched myself into randomized nightly text adventures or pre-rendered nightmares. Trapped between virtual depixellation, recycling cross-cuts, desynchronisation, wiping, decompilation and disassembly, I acquire just code, just lines on the road. goto the distance. Napoleon,…

May04

I always knew I was possible. I nursed a conflict, as if all movement were an act of resistance and the friction burned like a snuffed candle, a quenched blaze. I reached out for that sullen promise, that moody luminosity, that outlines my twilit, shining aura. It’s there: the Force. I can hear it! I…

May03

Dave Brubeck fucked me up. He just sat there and let me do it. He knew I couldn’t play the piano, But, he just watched me and laughed. He was thrown in jail on the road, They egged him on, inflated his cool. They all thought he was a swinger, But he wanted to change…

May02

My World When I was 26 my world Was 24,000 miles around. Just before I turned 39 my world was Only 21 inches long And I could circumnavigate It with my arms. My world has pleading brown eyes And I trawled the backstreets And sand driven cross roads For each type, shape and texture Of…

May01

Modern Life Is Rubbish “Modern life is rubbish”, Old Tom Clifford knows Waking every day at six To get his deadly daily fix, Smoking twenty so his cancer grows. See him off down Taunton road again To get in before his boss – Tardiness only makes him cross – He hopes his heart can take…

Apr30

I do not need another slice of cake, my stomach just won’t take it, and don’t give me any custard, it brings me out in spots. I do not need anything spicy or bland or hot or frozen. I will eat anything shoved under my nose, if its cooked, So make sure that it’s not…