Autobiography

Stick to your Mums

You’re all invited to sit down and have a quick lil’ listen, To the troubled young soul, lost the one he was kissin’, May have been suggested that it...

I could explain..

Falsities of whispered words, ring like a burglar alarm set off down the street on a Sunday. Stolen bikes from forgotten garages where spiders rest...
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Ronaldandonaldmacdonald

I spent three of my formative years in a lunatic asylum that was known as a boy's dorm. Nowadays, those facilities are probably called Men's and...
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Death and Stuff

One day last week I lifted the garage door, took a look, and quickly retreated. A couple of months ago the last of my furniture and boxed up goods...
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The Reproachful Muse

Its been a very patient sheepdog never nipping or barking just walking behind me stopping whenever I did lying down when I stopped gazing with big...
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Why is everything endless?

Strange worlds of repetition and bullshit. Oil and house paint on canvas and hung over a disused light switch. I live in a half made house. The...

Going Through The Change

While working in Farepak factory hot flushes would come over me, then with no way for me to escape it left me in this embarrassing state, hampers...

Spilled Coke

Staring between the small and hidden nape, Stir the cinnamon infused brew, The haunting moment where I probably lost you. The darks spent trying to...

Time lapse

The train rushes past. I feel the air beat my body as I stand just the wrong side of the yellow line and nearly get sucked in. We could go anywhere...