I had the perfect time with your rapist boots
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This is your crotch?
Give it time. Not over for a while. Dead never
White. Never happens. It was the right thing to do. No regrets
Wait longer. As its just plain rude if he doesn’t. Common decency. Gosh. I just don’t get it. He will respond
And. If he don’t. Then he isn’t the golden boy. Because he has no manners. And is unkind. We will see
Getting injected. How about you?
I will let you know if I find any excitements after my jabs but the chances are I will be puking up my guts for the next three days
I just had six inoculations and the nurse made me wait in the surgery in case I went into shock and she had to restart my heart
I’m sitting in the park wearing nothing but a pair of obscenely tight boxers with avocado skins all around me and reading diabetes for dummies. That’s a pretty shocking image
Always
Starving in forest hill…worlds apart
This is not free form poetry or monologue. It's a collection of messages I have received over the last seven years. They are anonymous and abstracted - just a collection of words in time. They remind me of growing and change.
Monday 28 December 2009
Sunday 20 December 2009
archive +2.4
I would not mind in the slightest
I’m looking out of the window and the sky is so beautiful and the black trees and I haven’t had a cigarette for two weeks but I want one
Because I only leave my house on Mondays and my mum would cut my fingers off
No, I just thought I would say…I cant really face being friends with her though. She didn’t do anything wrong or anything but I don’t really want another constant reminder of how shit I am around me. I already have a few. I will call her in a couple of months and maybe things will be different. My mum has had an operation so I’m looking after her
I’ve dreamt of this message but sadly cant
You’ve got to give me a little more to work with
Fine. Excellent
Perhaps you didn’t hear my last comment as you slammed the red button but you can get me on my mobile
Unanimous cringe. Je sais, je sais
I processed the pictures and they look ridiculous. I used very evil lighting. I am not going to put them in the magazine. I do love them though
I’m looking out of the window and the sky is so beautiful and the black trees and I haven’t had a cigarette for two weeks but I want one
Because I only leave my house on Mondays and my mum would cut my fingers off
No, I just thought I would say…I cant really face being friends with her though. She didn’t do anything wrong or anything but I don’t really want another constant reminder of how shit I am around me. I already have a few. I will call her in a couple of months and maybe things will be different. My mum has had an operation so I’m looking after her
I’ve dreamt of this message but sadly cant
You’ve got to give me a little more to work with
Fine. Excellent
Perhaps you didn’t hear my last comment as you slammed the red button but you can get me on my mobile
Unanimous cringe. Je sais, je sais
I processed the pictures and they look ridiculous. I used very evil lighting. I am not going to put them in the magazine. I do love them though
Sunday 13 December 2009
archive+2.3
I like to keep you guessing.
Those lovely bowls I broke, where were they from?
I’m surrounded with enemies in forest hill. My happiness is waning
Ever feel total despair/confusion/resentment over our relationship?
Yes, I struggle with it
Neither am I annoyed nor do I have a therapist. Sorry to disappoint
Whilst football brings me far more satisfaction than the average woman, I think ill have to plump for the ladies. Just so I can live up to your Impression of me
I suspect both have been done since the dawn of man and I’m not one for suppressing natural urges. Besides I wanked four times today (five soon) and played air guitar. What’s your favourite meat?
Shitting fuck I’m bored
Don’t go there. There are bombers. And they are trigger happy. They love to blow you up
No worries
I’m intrigued as to why your teeth are aching
Those lovely bowls I broke, where were they from?
I’m surrounded with enemies in forest hill. My happiness is waning
Ever feel total despair/confusion/resentment over our relationship?
Yes, I struggle with it
Neither am I annoyed nor do I have a therapist. Sorry to disappoint
Whilst football brings me far more satisfaction than the average woman, I think ill have to plump for the ladies. Just so I can live up to your Impression of me
I suspect both have been done since the dawn of man and I’m not one for suppressing natural urges. Besides I wanked four times today (five soon) and played air guitar. What’s your favourite meat?
Shitting fuck I’m bored
Don’t go there. There are bombers. And they are trigger happy. They love to blow you up
No worries
I’m intrigued as to why your teeth are aching
Tuesday 8 December 2009
archive +2.2
Well my kitchen smells of poo
Are you available to go to a show at the national tonight?
Don’t come to Taunton, a charter flight to hell would be more fun.
Maybe you’re in Wales drinking the finest wines available. I’ve been trying to call you but your phone has been on the brink of extinction. Apparently animals on the brink taste better than animals that weren’t
Come to Brockwelll lido
Once you go black you never go back
I want to see you. Thank you
Falling down stairs? You’re becoming unbalanced. Check your ears because I found a piece of black wax the size of a crayon in mine. I thought I was pulling my eardrum out. Oh, and the hot dog, that’s something else
I’m being paid 8 pounds an hour to put it up. I’m a cowboy builder. Incompetent
It was the most amusing evening-don’t show this to the black man beside you
I had a dream the night before last that I was so ugly, the NHS was paying for my surgery. Might raise that with my therapist-he gets bored of speaking about you
Are you available to go to a show at the national tonight?
Don’t come to Taunton, a charter flight to hell would be more fun.
Maybe you’re in Wales drinking the finest wines available. I’ve been trying to call you but your phone has been on the brink of extinction. Apparently animals on the brink taste better than animals that weren’t
Come to Brockwelll lido
Once you go black you never go back
I want to see you. Thank you
Falling down stairs? You’re becoming unbalanced. Check your ears because I found a piece of black wax the size of a crayon in mine. I thought I was pulling my eardrum out. Oh, and the hot dog, that’s something else
I’m being paid 8 pounds an hour to put it up. I’m a cowboy builder. Incompetent
It was the most amusing evening-don’t show this to the black man beside you
I had a dream the night before last that I was so ugly, the NHS was paying for my surgery. Might raise that with my therapist-he gets bored of speaking about you
Tuesday 1 December 2009
archive +2.1
Oh now, for gods sake
Lets go to Camden together and frown at each others' misdeeds
This shits fucked up, it’s far too late to be dealing with such things
I’ll let you know when I am, for no particular reason
You and your escapades. There is a big bonfire in my garden with lots of hippies singing. Earlier we had reggae and morris dancing. You wonder why I sometimes despair of this place
I’m eating toast now
No
I just heard you mate on radio1
I’ve got a date on Saturday with someone called Gareth
The usual-gin.
Hold fast to good inclinations
My answer phone message is wonderful. I’ve called myself five times today
Lets go to Camden together and frown at each others' misdeeds
This shits fucked up, it’s far too late to be dealing with such things
I’ll let you know when I am, for no particular reason
You and your escapades. There is a big bonfire in my garden with lots of hippies singing. Earlier we had reggae and morris dancing. You wonder why I sometimes despair of this place
I’m eating toast now
No
I just heard you mate on radio1
I’ve got a date on Saturday with someone called Gareth
The usual-gin.
Hold fast to good inclinations
My answer phone message is wonderful. I’ve called myself five times today
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