MAKING EXCUSES

Everybody is an excuse maker. I won’t blog today because I have work in a few hours and I want to vegetate. I won’t tidy up the kitchen because I already cleaned it yesterday (and anyway it’s not that messy, the bin smells but I know that it’s the chicken from three days ago. I…

exppppppp.er (forget what you see it’s not important.)

From the badgering treetops To the lowly park bench Four youths Smoking Trees hang like butterfilies from Fillies a hatchery’s rooftop where the butterfly hatcher has poowerful values and lots of children, and poo. Listen to what I’m saying to you Make sense of it, make sense of this, I beg you Because I Can’t.…

drunk men

On cold nights Bridges loom Drinks snigger A voice Says Look up   You see the drunk men Eating In the cold A kebab   Tastes Rotten Unless You are a drunk men.   Life is to drink To live is to drink Potion, like Pokemon Revive Refresh Watch out, Here comes Napoleon Nod your…

Stories in Short #10 – Be Calm, Glassy Eyes

We haven’t sat on the sofa since you left. It was yours. We can’t touch it. For breakfast we all eat Weetabix with box-milk. No one has been to the shop. No one has left the house. There are tears at the bottom of the stairs each morning. We are determined to succeed for you.…