Crouching, chatting. Sipping armagnac
Upon My Word
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.
Sunday, 4 January 2015
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Send it
right now - I'm by a computer
My eyes
have welled with tears
I'm madly jealous, but now I feel gross
I won't
tell a soul
I will
forever associate it with him and you drinking a bottle of gaviscon on that
date
One
word texts are very melodramatic
Don’t
get all insecure
I find
the thought of you walking around the park and just joinng any football team really
funny
If its
meant to be, I’ll guess
Sorry
for being so weird and annoying. I
feel like ive been a real dick recently
I wish
I wasn’t wearing those boots
When
you put it like that...
All of
that and a bag of chips
Wednesday, 17 December 2014
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Pull
off my ears and chew
You
aren’t religious in any way
With all that guilt
Sweet
potato
Sleeping
bag and headphones
Juxtaposing
myself against the objects of my gaze, aren’t I
They
perform for me
They
exist through me
Im
too self aware and self loathing now
He's
such a stirrer
Lots
of bruises
Chipped
my front tooth pretty bad
Im
full, tired and bored
Friday, 24 October 2014
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Wouldn’t
it be so nice to have a sexy boyfriend to dress up for and go out for dinner
with? Order a bottle of wine with
Don’t
put that on your blog
Anonymity
can’t hide it
You
couldn’t have looked more beautiful last night
Keep
on spending, that’s my advice
My
stupid fingers!
Be
careful on the road to the church as it’s steep and narrow.
Now,
drink beer and eat herrings
Please
don’t fall in the canals
She’s
doing that hand thing
It
is weird, you have to talk to your therapist about it.
I
had artichoke. He had saucisson
sec, then dorade and cote de veau in blanket sauce with mushroom, fries and the
best French beans ever. Back in
super cool hotel now, place stiff with over 60s fashion victims I’m too kind to
take photos of, but I will start
tomorrow
Chicken
or burger
Monday, 1 September 2014
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It was
a pleasure messing it up
I
forgot the fucking crab on the roof
There
must be a lot of sterilistion issues
I'm
enchanted
Quite a
surreal situation. Stick them all
in your brother's room
Ok, I
have a taleggio or a Canadian cheddar
It's all
about crystal meth and brothers n sisters doing it
African
heads
I'm
making such a hash out of text messages at the moment
Just
going back into work. Theyre all
so ugly and stupid
You're
not too bad yourself
Go on
Wednesday, 28 May 2014
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A sorry
state of affairs all round
I
thought it was just an odd greeting
You're
not there to make friends.
My feet
have swollen again
Didn’t
expect me to call him?
I get the message
Im sure
loads of kids are on their own.
Head phones off
Relationships
don’t matter.
My boss
is going to kill me and I've grown to hate my girlfriend.
Still, I have a cheque to cash
It was really sexy time I had to have a cold shower
Strangers
don’t change when they move hearts and turn faces to smile. While all the while
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
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Corn on
the cob please
A big
one
No
corn, just the cob
Scrap
that, I would like some corn
Corn
off the cob
Will
you call me later? You know how I
feel
You
going to do it to me right back?
Shut up, please
Praise,
it's all one way
I'm
twisting the facts
I'm very
impressed and grateful for your honesty.
I just worry after your fret is qualmed you will loose interest
Was
that a really awkward message?
Come
to Scotland
Looking
out at planes listening to the air conditioning, waiting for my flight. I'm staying with her tonight.
Where
the fuck are you?
I would
love that. I can party. I can drink. I can smoke
Tuesday, 18 March 2014
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Will
you bring my tartan skirt to the hotel?
In
fact, bring the whole creepy bag
Could
you bring a razor as well
I
was so jealous of you all staying out all night
What's
she like?
600
words about a naked performance arts thing I didn't go to
What's
the difference between a Ferrari and a hooker?
You
just wanted to talk a lot and then we’d sit down and you had noting to say
Over
and over
On
the wrong side of the park
Wednesday, 8 January 2014
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I poured vodka on the neighbours cat and its been licking
itself all evening
I've
got the book, when do I get the
girl?
She's
a lovely girl. Great skin
All
those mean girls from tha cake club will be there
Oh
good, so I was totally inappropriate
Filmed you dancing
Low
moment in my life this text. Sorry
Not firewood, I meant soundsytsem
Shit,
does your car have a first aid kit
Don’t
be jealous
Suits
me
Charming
Soaking
Dripping
Thursday, 5 December 2013
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Tears
in the bathroom a distant memory
Last
of my stuff is being shoehorned into a van as I sit in Islington.
One door closes and another opens
I
will draft up something now. I
guess the practical side of the curriculum will have to wait. It will be fun though
Look
at you setting the maths exams
Took
a while as I only had ten fingers
Glass
fuller today?
Sola
dosis facit venenum
It’s
the Scottishy pastry philosopy guy.
Shame
you assume that about yourself
I
suppose disappointments a matter of expectation and expectations are out of your hands
Back
to life before London. Strange
little detour it has been
I
couldn’t bring myself to write your name on the front of the envelope.
Horse's mouth
They
clearly liked my ugly shoes
Sunday, 27 October 2013
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Stop
chopping those fucking tomatoes
Will you send me a poem, im feeling
vulnerable and insecure
Morally?
So very
grateful for saving me last night
Please
can you not tell anyone
Send me
a picture of a baboon
A
little more crude than I intended
You’ve
never submitted, its an ongoing battle
You
can be rude though
Don’t
say sorry say thank you
Does
this mean I have to censor my messages?
Darling
it was awful, im not used to that kind of tension
How
shaming was last night.
This
could be the most boring day of my life
Monday, 6 May 2013
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Breakfast pina colada
with the mother of the bride
How are you? You're crazy
I'm laying down. It's best down here
Well that’s vague and
non committal
Are you sure you're not Catholic?
The pale and pasty face
of apocolypse.
Sounds like you're
suffering from some sort of synesthesthia.
You change your mind
Nearly home for a film
on a very small screen
Don't have a bath
Just bumped into her
I only do Sundays
You don’t need a
boy. You need a man
I love you anyway but
since yore doing so much to help me out I love you even more
Only the ones who are
off limit
The most tender lamb I've
ever tasted
I was with him last
night, he admitted he had a soft spot for you
It’s the truth. I got so drunk
Great, text you again in four months
Wednesday, 13 March 2013
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Whilst
sheltering under a convenient cherry tree I tried to twist some stalks. Abandoned attempts due to conspicuously
contorted face. No desire to explain what I was doing
I just went to go visit my gorilla to find out ive been padded out into a panda
Ok,
another café then, without aprons.
Or I could also wear an apron
That's an idle
threat
You're
not too heavy, you just weight me down. We could both do with a little triviality
I
liked your poem, I'm trying to respond
Am
I being stupid?
I completely agree with your argument, for once
Didn’t
sleep at all last night
Don’t
try it
Don't not
invite me then talk about it all night long
Invite
me out but do it fucking properly this time
Clearly
you don’t like skinny boys
Thursday, 24 January 2013
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Have
you eaten my kit kat chunky?
I'm
still in the car, stoned and sleepy.
You're so beautiful. You make me very happy
It's my
sisters birthday tomorrow, it's optional if I attend. That girl is going to be there.
Not
casual, I want to ask her out on a date.
Bit awkward maybe. I'm
nervous
I'm
going to go, man up, then play it straight
I'm in
bed
Shall I
save it until tomorrow?
After all, I'm the one that wanted to call.
I love you. Goodnight
I'm
feeling rather vulnerable.
Probably for the best
Can I
call?
I've got
the worst cystitis, literally pissing razor blades
Wednesday, 9 January 2013
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I'm at
square two
I'm so
insulted you would text me about that with the crude assumption that I
would be interested
I can't
bear that crap
Which
seed?
Garnish to me as an individual
What's
your problem?
And what do
you want?
Sorry
for being awkward and stoned
He's actually
eating a sandwich right next to me
I'm just
getting roasted in the most horrible place you could possible imagine
I don’t
want to be here.
Don’t wake up
Sorry
for depressing drunk message
Thursday, 3 January 2013
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Could
you go to my shop and pick up the bread, salad and meat? My dad knows what we need.
Did he
reply?
He just
left with her
Great
joke
Fancy
walking around Nunhead cemetery with me this afernoon?
Laughter
I
thought you would like it
Is it
that bad?
He
feels really bad for driving you into my trap
Any
news?
Im not
washing my hair
I need
to ask a question. Is there a
special name for those cards they put next to art works?
Are you
still with him?
So nice
to see you, yet again. You looked
exceedingly beautiful. I always
want to kiss you and hug you. Im
in Brixton now having a drink.
Enjoy Germany, it will go fast.
Text me
Try and
get comfortable. I would like to
be able to calm you
I wish
I hadn’t left your house
I long
to be there.
My mum
has been asking about her bum-bag
So
where did you sleep last night?
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