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Post Two Hundred and Twelve: The Organic. 16 Jul 2013 | 06:28 pm
This period in my life feels alien. Some days I can't break out of my own thoughts and I'm all consumed in a battle to feel better. Stronger. More connected. Less stressed. Then there's other days, s...
Post Two Hundred and Eleven: Roll On. 1 Jul 2013 | 07:32 pm
A perfect* gentleman entered and exited my life, romantically speaking, and I'd probably let him do it all again. I was sure that I'd be able to record our days together, our quiet work nights in and...
Post Two Hundred and Ten: The Circle Game 12 Jun 2013 | 05:04 pm
You and I. We're in for a good time, not a long time. Lessons concentrated, tightened in a loop by sight of the start and the finish. The truest love lies with the realist; he who holds an awareness...
Post Two Hundred and Nine: The Book. 11 Jun 2013 | 01:38 pm
I'm not asking for much. A simple black book. I don't even want a picture on the dust jacket. For fucks sake. I don't even need a dust jacket. Let me write a book. I'll put my best stories in there...
Post Two Hundred and Eight: Dreamer. 5 Jun 2013 | 07:05 pm
I had a dream of you we were walking hand in hand. I wanted to say, "I love you here.." but before I did I realised that I didn't know where we were.
Post Two Hundred and Seven: Like Patchwork. 3 Jun 2013 | 03:34 pm
For Loz. 18/09/1951 -28/01/2002 ~it's your world now use well the time be part of something good~ People often ask me why I began a career as a mortician. My answer is generally satirical. I seldo...
Post Two Hundred and Six: Silent as the Grave. 27 May 2013 | 01:22 pm
I'm hypersensitive to sound. It's a unique and unfortunate side effect of working in an isolated and intensively silent workplace. I can't sleep if someone is doing the dishes or has the television on...
Post Two Hundred and Five: Fragment. 22 May 2013 | 02:49 pm
I feel as though when you are in my thoughts I could be in yours. A disconnected body of tender architecture. We might have made it from up here. The Story Bridge at 4:30PM. The soupy, saturating su...
Post Two Hundred and Four: Death Does As Death Pleases. 20 May 2013 | 04:47 pm
Death is the ultimate no no. It's astonishing that life can actually exist in the first place, being that sperm and ova have to do that delicate little breakdance at the right disco to the right jam....
Post Two Hundred and Three: Home Is Where The Horse Is. 14 May 2013 | 06:44 pm
I'm sitting on my bed and drinking a glass of wine. It feels good to look around at my things and acknowledge, although admittedly egotistical, that my material possessions have shown enough value to ...
