Dick
We’re smoking by the bar
As bloody well you should (sweet heart) and I think considering the circumstances you should be wearing green
The polish guy really wants to have sex with me tonight. Please call me if you’re awake. I’m walking now. Please
Morning
I don’t want to have it without you
No fights or anything like that
I want to but I have these fucking essays. I have problems
What’s it all been for?
That’s the point. That’s the charm. Absolutely nothing. Nothing
I would say make me look good and delete when necessary
I would say you’re pretty damn cool, but I don’t know
Sitting in the library near her. You see I’m bored
I heard you got lucky
He is always a welcome guest
I don’t know why it started, but he smacked me in the face, then it just turned into a game
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.
Thursday 27 May 2010
archive +4.7
He has got his son here until Monday so if you still don’t believe me now is the time
There are many reasons why I like you; you’re funny, don’t mind the piss taken, you’re different and weird, you’re up for late night wanders, you still give me butterflies and with something as small as a text you can give me a level of happiness I rarely feel. As long as you want me as part of your life, I’ll want you. I’m going for a swim
Subtly of course
A message that long is intrinsically flirtatious
It’s a mission to come up with an adequate response. It’s more intrigue than intimidation
I’ve been on another social tonight. Is that enough laughing fodder for you?
This would be a lot cheaper if I came over, but then we would run the risk of high jinx occurring
Well I try not to joke around, but I have been drinking so take from it what you like. My door isn’t open but its always unlocked. However you would find me sprawled naked across my bed
Crossbones
They are still in the taste the difference range at Sainsbury’s if you’re middle class enough. Fortunately I am. They exist in my fridge right now
Oxford was how you say ‘tip top’? It’s fast becoming my favourite place outside Streatham. The word is jest, learn how to spell
You must come to Nissan 15 minutes earlier. Trust me. You must
Lock up your perishables
Turn on radio 4-shipping forecast
There are many reasons why I like you; you’re funny, don’t mind the piss taken, you’re different and weird, you’re up for late night wanders, you still give me butterflies and with something as small as a text you can give me a level of happiness I rarely feel. As long as you want me as part of your life, I’ll want you. I’m going for a swim
Subtly of course
A message that long is intrinsically flirtatious
It’s a mission to come up with an adequate response. It’s more intrigue than intimidation
I’ve been on another social tonight. Is that enough laughing fodder for you?
This would be a lot cheaper if I came over, but then we would run the risk of high jinx occurring
Well I try not to joke around, but I have been drinking so take from it what you like. My door isn’t open but its always unlocked. However you would find me sprawled naked across my bed
Crossbones
They are still in the taste the difference range at Sainsbury’s if you’re middle class enough. Fortunately I am. They exist in my fridge right now
Oxford was how you say ‘tip top’? It’s fast becoming my favourite place outside Streatham. The word is jest, learn how to spell
You must come to Nissan 15 minutes earlier. Trust me. You must
Lock up your perishables
Turn on radio 4-shipping forecast
Tuesday 11 May 2010
archive +4.6
Navy blue shit. Blue tie. White shirt. Medium size glasses. Slight facial tick as he looked at the pavement. Red bandana. White marijuana leaves. Is he the one?
A photo of my Portuguese lover found on your wall. I’m back
Sorry I didn’t call, I was pouring drinks for rich Russian women
I don’t own one. I gave my ipod a funeral
What a fucker
Batty
Yes but the whites of my eyes are the colour of my red jumper. Potato
I hope with all my heart that was sincere
Oh, you’re just saying that
Wont that cost a bomb off my mobile
I just set off the fire alarm off. Everybody hates me. I want to die
Don’t you dare think I didn’t see you leave
Probably you’re both hiding for the same reason. Stop it
I thought it only happened in films-caught in the fucking monsoon today a white van drove past me and swept a puddle the size of a lake Windermere all over me. Sadly no one cool was around to see me and it would have made a very good anecdote. But you can’t have everything
Cocaine weed beer wine cigarettes music. Got heaven got hell
As did I
I cannot wait until I’m better and can be interested and laugh and be ‘fun’. I always knew you were lame from the first moment I saw you, I saw in you something of myself and said ‘I like your watch’.
Maybe people think you’re rude because you go to obnoxford
The twin towers were completed in 1876. The original budget was $350 million. The project was completed for $1billion
No one
Exactly
You must think I’m a proper dickhead or really dislike me then, I didn’t realise
I was in a hotel in Newcastle and I couldn’t sleep from worry. Horrid
I’m going on a date with a fatty boom. I wish you could come
Yes. I want to pooh with dread
We’re going to a barn dance. And because I cant keep saying no. He says he wants to see me before he gets sent abroad. Something to do with a proposal
Are you better? Why did it come on? Was it a panic attack, my mum gets those. My concerns were of beauty and my lack of it in my songs. Silly silly things. I Miss you very much
A photo of my Portuguese lover found on your wall. I’m back
Sorry I didn’t call, I was pouring drinks for rich Russian women
I don’t own one. I gave my ipod a funeral
What a fucker
Batty
Yes but the whites of my eyes are the colour of my red jumper. Potato
I hope with all my heart that was sincere
Oh, you’re just saying that
Wont that cost a bomb off my mobile
I just set off the fire alarm off. Everybody hates me. I want to die
Don’t you dare think I didn’t see you leave
Probably you’re both hiding for the same reason. Stop it
I thought it only happened in films-caught in the fucking monsoon today a white van drove past me and swept a puddle the size of a lake Windermere all over me. Sadly no one cool was around to see me and it would have made a very good anecdote. But you can’t have everything
Cocaine weed beer wine cigarettes music. Got heaven got hell
As did I
I cannot wait until I’m better and can be interested and laugh and be ‘fun’. I always knew you were lame from the first moment I saw you, I saw in you something of myself and said ‘I like your watch’.
Maybe people think you’re rude because you go to obnoxford
The twin towers were completed in 1876. The original budget was $350 million. The project was completed for $1billion
No one
Exactly
You must think I’m a proper dickhead or really dislike me then, I didn’t realise
I was in a hotel in Newcastle and I couldn’t sleep from worry. Horrid
I’m going on a date with a fatty boom. I wish you could come
Yes. I want to pooh with dread
We’re going to a barn dance. And because I cant keep saying no. He says he wants to see me before he gets sent abroad. Something to do with a proposal
Are you better? Why did it come on? Was it a panic attack, my mum gets those. My concerns were of beauty and my lack of it in my songs. Silly silly things. I Miss you very much
Thursday 6 May 2010
archive +4.5
Yeah, it was whiskey until dawn
Who’s on it?
We have no idea where the car is
Looks like we’re all getting lost then. We had to get a cab to the car
The reason I feel permanently nervous is because you were soon leaving and now you’re gone. I just remembered
Please ignore me forever
She needs her bike
The best sentence in that book is my co author’s, Flaubert’s ‘ je doute de tout, meme mon doute’
Sudden panic. Have you gone back? I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye or ask about him. Obviously I whispered that last part
I’m by the Cowley roundabout turning into myself
Her display photo is enough to make me wet
You’ve been sighted in oxford in a boy racer car
I’m sitting on a train listening to an overweight, middle aged man talk about special k and how eating after 7 is just murder
Who’s on it?
We have no idea where the car is
Looks like we’re all getting lost then. We had to get a cab to the car
The reason I feel permanently nervous is because you were soon leaving and now you’re gone. I just remembered
Please ignore me forever
She needs her bike
The best sentence in that book is my co author’s, Flaubert’s ‘ je doute de tout, meme mon doute’
Sudden panic. Have you gone back? I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye or ask about him. Obviously I whispered that last part
I’m by the Cowley roundabout turning into myself
Her display photo is enough to make me wet
You’ve been sighted in oxford in a boy racer car
I’m sitting on a train listening to an overweight, middle aged man talk about special k and how eating after 7 is just murder
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