I had a dream about you last night. I was telling you how beautiful you were but your mouth was stretched from your chin to your eye. Sexy. I wish I knew what it meant.
I think I may become a mute
honestly don’t you think you’ve eaten enough?
He left his jacket in my car and I snooped around the pockets and found five condoms. Not one, but five disgusting red packets. What is that? Stop laughing I can juts hear you
Eat a child or your own faeces
I was just about to ask you to text me. I’m in dire straights of boredom. Editing her address book. Everyone is called Pandora or Hercules or Merry or Peregrin and all live in manor houses in the Cotswolds. Drinking on your own is almost sad. You should have absinthe and champagne instead. Its called death in the afternoon
I must admit that despite myself I am looking forward to it
I’ve been here forever. Looking and waiting for you. I work full time now. Please tell me. Are you home?
I envy you. All that comes out is embarrassment or misery on the few occasions I speak. Children should be seen not heard
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.
Tuesday 16 March 2010
archive +4.0
I had a dream about you last night. I was telling you how beautiful you were but your mouth was stretched from your chin to your eye. Sexy. I wish I knew what it meant.
I think I may become a mute
honestly don’t you think you’ve eaten enough?
He left his jacket in my car and I snooped around the pockets and found five condoms. Not one, but five disgusting red packets. What is that? Stop laughing I can juts hear you
Eat a child or your own faeces
I was just about to ask you to text me. I’m in dire straights of boredom. Editing her address book. Everyone is called Pandora or Hercules or Merry or Peregrin and all live in manor houses in the Cotswolds. Drinking on your own is almost sad. You should have absinthe and champagne instead. Its called death in the afternoon
I must admit that despite myself I am looking forward to it
I’ve been here forever. Looking and waiting for you. I work full time now. Please tell me. Are you home?
I envy you. All that comes out is embarrassment or misery on the few occasions I speak. Children should be seen not heard
I think I may become a mute
honestly don’t you think you’ve eaten enough?
He left his jacket in my car and I snooped around the pockets and found five condoms. Not one, but five disgusting red packets. What is that? Stop laughing I can juts hear you
Eat a child or your own faeces
I was just about to ask you to text me. I’m in dire straights of boredom. Editing her address book. Everyone is called Pandora or Hercules or Merry or Peregrin and all live in manor houses in the Cotswolds. Drinking on your own is almost sad. You should have absinthe and champagne instead. Its called death in the afternoon
I must admit that despite myself I am looking forward to it
I’ve been here forever. Looking and waiting for you. I work full time now. Please tell me. Are you home?
I envy you. All that comes out is embarrassment or misery on the few occasions I speak. Children should be seen not heard
Sunday 7 March 2010
archive +3.9
You lost your phone?
You are mental. You will be fine. I will go to church and light a candle and pray for your safe return
My favourite of your texts. When people read it they’re like oh why do you keep all the messages from her and I’m like because I dig them when really its because I dig you and I just cant wait to see you its like boy its like all that I think about
He cried in my arms and then we kissed and drank beer kissed played music kissed the entire afternoon just me and him
Soap and graft will get that out
I got asked why I was smiling to myself today because I was laughing about you saying something about his little phutniked body. You said it so angrily and your little cheeks were all red
What’s fun about a supermarket?
He sleeps with a mattock in his bed
You sleep
Favourite foetus
So. I expect to get what I give. Reply stupid
Luton. I wish I could spend one more penniless day on the beach with you and see you slowly turn more North African
You’re lucky it says pending
You are mental. You will be fine. I will go to church and light a candle and pray for your safe return
My favourite of your texts. When people read it they’re like oh why do you keep all the messages from her and I’m like because I dig them when really its because I dig you and I just cant wait to see you its like boy its like all that I think about
He cried in my arms and then we kissed and drank beer kissed played music kissed the entire afternoon just me and him
Soap and graft will get that out
I got asked why I was smiling to myself today because I was laughing about you saying something about his little phutniked body. You said it so angrily and your little cheeks were all red
What’s fun about a supermarket?
He sleeps with a mattock in his bed
You sleep
Favourite foetus
So. I expect to get what I give. Reply stupid
Luton. I wish I could spend one more penniless day on the beach with you and see you slowly turn more North African
You’re lucky it says pending
Monday 1 March 2010
archive +3.8
I just got them. Read them out to shame you.
Terra cotta still rockin’?
If your asthma is bad ask her to be sent to Lisbon
Here is something that will cheer you up then: my friend fancies you. He asked to be your friend on myspace
Basically one night we met a lesbian in a suit and an offensively plunging neckline and she was being pimped by some gross skinny Italian man who you could just tell was a child molester. Apparently I spent a good half of the night grinding with her
I will borrow some money. Such a nice day. We found some bones. He came over with his beautiful smile. No kisses yet
What happened that led to your hospital fun?
They kissed four times on Saturday
How would you describe my hands?
So yeah how are you because I really miss you and can’t wait until we are together because I want to breathe with you and stuff like that
Sunday. Find a beach. We are leaving for the site tonight. I have your boots. And Jackie Collins
Terra cotta still rockin’?
If your asthma is bad ask her to be sent to Lisbon
Here is something that will cheer you up then: my friend fancies you. He asked to be your friend on myspace
Basically one night we met a lesbian in a suit and an offensively plunging neckline and she was being pimped by some gross skinny Italian man who you could just tell was a child molester. Apparently I spent a good half of the night grinding with her
I will borrow some money. Such a nice day. We found some bones. He came over with his beautiful smile. No kisses yet
What happened that led to your hospital fun?
They kissed four times on Saturday
How would you describe my hands?
So yeah how are you because I really miss you and can’t wait until we are together because I want to breathe with you and stuff like that
Sunday. Find a beach. We are leaving for the site tonight. I have your boots. And Jackie Collins
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