Mark Fisher
I have read all of his books now. I completely missed them when he was alive. I find this kind of amazing. We both come from East Anglia, have similar interests in TV, music, and films, he wrote for Wire Magazine, and…
Tag: writing
Clive James
I feel in some ways like I’m late to the party in the same way that I was with Anthony Bourdain, but not exactly. I knew about Clive James from his TV shows that I watched with my dad back in the…
You Have To Break It Sometimes
I have been writing more writing than writing about writing, so some things stopped being done for a while. I am watching a lot of documentaries and it kind of gets you into the headspace where you pull back from what you…
PTSD Art
Mull of Kintyre pricks are not offensive but fully erect pricks are, and don’t you dare bring a vagina near the TV screen. Did you know that there are Lesbians in the world, and Homosexuals? Did you know there are people spread…
too busy doing other shit
you turn around and realise you missed half the year by being busy elsewhere the world moves on and poems get written but what box do you put them in? what is art worth? what is poetry? where is your head at?…
anticipated end
in anticipation of the end we hang depend watch the day distend we have been organising books avoiding cat-claw hooks treading across the carpet naked from the shower all the towels in the laundry trying not to leave wet patches we are…
not miles away
sucking on a popsicle acting like i’m kane in kung fu walking the ghost town where sitting down earns you stares fuck the never theres fuck the half awares i’m not depending on traffic lights i’m not waiting on hard shoulders i’m…
a music, a painting
how free do you feel about saying fuck off? leaning into the wind of the stare of another? brother motherfucker tell some shithead he’s a stupid sucker i’m a music i’m a painting this is an “is” thing it ain’t an “ain’t”…
watch the birds
i’ll sit here and you sit there be aware i’m sending up a warning flare this is healthscare not healthcare spinning out of some kind of mistake in the heart of the people the waves break just how much are you able…
only ten people
like it’s a fucking selling point time and body out of joint the kind of day you want to anoint with a sneeze, with a cough everything feels kind of off but let us revel in the fucking trough people falling to…