Today I had an exam, which was what it was. But afterwards I went for a walk in Avebury. Lately I’m less afraid of doing things, and what other people think. Like trying to play the organ in the church. Couldn’t get it open but I gave it a bloody good try. Less afraid of […]
Cords and signals I am repairable You can paint hazard circles of black and yellow on me Watch the slow mo footage Pause the tape and rewind Calculate Points of impact – Your failed crash test dummy With a neck designed to snap In just the right way
Foolish. A fool. The fool. That’s me. Since you. I’ve been in a slump. I was reading that the greatest amount, or something, of suicides is not those who are extremely poor, ill etc. But rather those who go from relative prosperity to otherwise. Students who have expectations on them and are about to fail. […]
I cry in the car when I’m driving because then I can’t cry too much. I cry because I’m depressed. I’ve been depressed again. Strongly. I cry because there’s nothing else my body wants to do. I cry because I’m depressed and there’s nothing I can do about it. There’s nothing I feel… I don’t […]
Sketch from a dream. Veins and words on a palm. From before. I guess she lost her angel wings. Or had them pulled out. Or maybe she pulled them out herself. It is remarkable the ability of the human body to heal. We’ll take a tooth out, gaping hole. Two days later no hole, blood […]
Man from Saturday night with the bloodied face, talking on the phone.
Brand New – The No Seatbelt Song So, it’s sad this doesn’t suit you now. And me fresh out of rope… Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this. So take me and break me and make me strong like you. I’ll be forever grateful to this and you. It’s only you, […]
Inspired by a conversation with John… Writing the body blog