The droid took two steps forward, halted, and then resumed its wobbly path to a distant nebula. Its mother stood by smiling while its father grinned and beckoned it towards him. Neither of them saw the spaceship or its crew reach and grab the child. To them, he just simply vanished into the air. OneContinue reading “Nom Qui Dorma Est”
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Medium See
medium sea, all done at sea; There was a sail but it ripped There was a seal but it tripped right into the sea, next to me we shared a conversation about meeting like-minded individuals who weren’t all at sea which was ironic, being in the Irish sea up to our necks in the saltyContinue reading “Medium See”
Hoarse
Conscription starts at home! Shine that latrine Polish those socks Climb that laundry mountain Conscription starts at home Muck out that latrine till your fingernails bleed Shod that pony Shim that tackle! Polish that brass Haul that ass All the way to the railway yard! All before breakfast starts Clear that table Mind those crumbsContinue reading “Hoarse”
Paranoid
Is the internet making us selfish? Like the high street of old are there places where the Weirdos went but where no respectable person would be seen? Is it the internet’s fault? And wasn’t the internet supposed to be the place where you can go and be whoever you want? I am a non-earner in terms ofContinue reading “Paranoid”
Whatever
Number withheld whenever you call Whenever I call dial zero, one, two, three, four into the earpiece in whatever order you choose. In which directory? OK to call? Beneath details, number 1, 2, 3, 4, beneath details open the door foreword into detail into which detail? You? Which you? Receive a light, puff away inContinue reading “Whatever”
How Not To Write A Good Poem
Barnacles , Testicles, Wallet , Watch I must be a good Catholic I know the Pope can only be a man I know nothing much else. AM Watkins Distilling words into poems is no joke. Neither is it like making whisky. Through the vacuum of space like a place in your mind where words areContinue reading “How Not To Write A Good Poem”
Green
Is believing what they say and taking it to work the next day green? Break it down. What do you know? Is it truthful, fast or slow? Did you go there or did a friend? Drive you round the bend? Well, that’s all for now kids and adults alike. Green? Wind farms coming in the HillsContinue reading “Green”
Wrestle
As I wrestle with your feathers I am cold lonely anticipating all kinds of weathers. God, give me wings to lift me out of here to a place with infinite beer That sediment which you give a prof Can be mine to rof. whenever I like. I would like to be literate and well readContinue reading “Wrestle”
When again
I forget all that I thought lost to reason like a flight of birds and cornered in my fancy of this word or that. I think my posture has written a few when I’m slunk like a folded pillow into the creases of my seat, a lonely heartbeat and a keyboard. Strike a match inContinue reading “When again”
I just want a pat on the head
Well done for nothing.
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 