Love and other cancer

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I have a lump in my throat and a tight chest, all I have for the pain is a small box of non-prescribed pills, empty beer bottles and a dozen crushed roses.

I hate the colour red anyway.

It reminds me of the time of the month when you at least had an excuse.

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Bring to nought

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And who but me?
Behind your television screen
Playing with matches
Burning my worst ideas
Tearing whole pages out of notebooks
Saturated with non-sensical drippings
Of half thoughts
That I tried polishing to diamonds
Only to end up with paper cuts
And ink stains
The ashes pile high
Like sad snow

Observations; Saturday 26th September

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Nothing, nothing, then the washing machine spinning away downstairs.

The dog at my feet (middle toe poking through left sock) sleeping off an excited visit to the park.

Black coffee in a small black cup.

A mobile telephone, battery at sixty seven percent.

A neglected (ignored) Linguistics textbook sitting on the table in front of me.

Worker’s from the butcher shop, standing in the courtyard smoking cigarettes and discussing the chance of rain.

And a sky that will prove all three of them wrong.

Confessions 1.4

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Forgive me Father for I have sinned

My first Yoga class was challenging

I woke up very sore this morning

But I haven’t slept that well in months

Today I need to buy Yoga pants

Because last night instead of doing “Downward facing dog”

I showed the entire class my “Downward drooping testicle”