It’s a wind-up mechanismand it’s the ism that makes it go,as if there wasn’t enough ism’salready. Hands upwho wants to be a battery?hawishing all the time,you’ll end up with the fourteen-poundersout on the Maginot line. Desperate like Dan,theDandy man,butlife is no comic book pie, we try to laugh all the samefits and paroxysms are all…
Tag Archives: Saturday
The observation ward
In an out of the way sort of waywhere every day thinks it’s a Saturdayit’s the weekend and boys who’ll be boysgo out to play, I stay in,cook the breakfastwash the dishesanddo the ironing, there isno fun in beingresponsible. The milk’s offgone sour,butwe all are and dosometimes…
The laughing of Loki
Looking for some continuityhaving tosquint in order to see. From the Dnieper to the Don,and the Nile to the Mekongthe rivers roll on,heedless. Looking at the endwondering if I’ll trendand what did it mean, it’sall just a tapestrywe comment on whiledrinking tea looking for continuitystill squinting…
The t-shirt print
It could be said, that with this virus they’re trying to wire us into a mainframe via an app’ and it could be said, ‘that’s a load of crap’ But this is the house made of mirrors and smoke where if you poke a sleeping dog it will bite, you have been warned. Arrested? give…
Yaaay it’s the weekend
And as suddenly as it came it came again for no other reason than habit. how many more will he send, will it end at the end where beginning’s always ended? this started out so happy, woke up made a coffee lit a cigarette stood out on the balcony and then darkness hovered over me…
Jumpstarting Jupiter
Nothing says Saturday like sunshine and what a day this could be, it could be a trip down to Brighton, a dip in the sea, it could be but it won’t be and the only sea I’ll see is Battersea and that’s if I’m bothered enough to go there. Do not despair something is out…
Ground floor grumble
Tourism; found in the list and an ‘ism isn’t good, is it? food for thought with no calories. Valerie’s still watching him, she can’t go to him because they’re watching her. Rules? well somebody has to follow them…
unjumbling
Saturday, and? and tomorrow isn’t. okay got that out of the way ( another disappointment ) A good start is perhaps as good or better than a good ending when I get to the end then I’ll know. wish this fog would lift, yes, I know it’s a gift to smugglers at least Magwitch escaped…
Logged on
Sister’s on the patio listening to the radio with a croissant in her hand. The week has been and gone the sun has shone my hair is whiter I put weight on hence no lighter but it’s Saturday. We run and hide from the fools outside, just different ideas of freedom. I found another line…
Cottoning on
If you were doing that easy to please me forget it, the mill and myself have been ’round the block more than once, we all end up here which may not be the end but the end’s very near whether here or not. three score and ten then the rest is a bonus they’ll pay…
The clockwork clock
Although we sometimes stand still we move with each season, reason enough to stand still and drink in every season. Time is often caught between the thinking and the doing. Nowhere must be somewhere if that’s where we’re going…
After dinner mint
Chimneys like sentries watching aerials on duty as the River Lea catches the tide at Bow Creek, and now we’re all super cameras with eyes on the rooftops, the bus stops, the cop shops and the ‘wooden tops’, but we don’t call cops by that name anymore, don’t do no wrong if you can’t do…
I can do Saturday
Got up washed dressed ironed and pressed a shirt for tomorrow made some tea buttered some toast looked in a picture book at pictures of the coast sat on the balcony drank my tea I can do Saturday quite easily. Sunday’s the same doing it doing it over and over again and it’s Saturday much…
One of 57 million results
But can you believe them, the masters of trickery the advertising men? do you take at face value do you google the truth? does google know the truth or is it all a big lie? Years ago we didn’t know either but we put our noses to the wind and the truth came in on…
Advisory
Such a lovely start to the day I think I might flock to the lounge and lay upon the sofa. Stay at home…
n.n.n.n nineteen
Fear of the unknown, see how the fear has grown, but the fear that we feared is the fear we have known all our lives. I’m tired of playing games praying to gods with a thousand different faces and even more names I want to rest, what’s that under the bed? it’s only dust a…
Notice on the door
Ifya think I came through 40 years of paralysis and two years of psychoanalysis to be knocked out by some bug I can’t even see, then you don’t know me at all. If you wanna be boxed in, locked down, closed in by the ‘what if it happens to me scenario’, you’re falling into the…
Soul food
When I say yes she says no, so I won’t be going fishing today. It’s Saturday, peel me a grape and pass me the wine, she says it’s a waste of time asking me to be sensible, but she’s glad that I’m happy and not miserable, time for more coffee she’s drunk my wine but…
..that is the question..
These biological threats are just the first salvos of a desperate order. look around you, the bars are dematerializing while the camera eyes are multiplying and they can’t keep in the lies they’ve been reassuring us with something had to give and that something was someone issuing the command to release the virus bomb. Do…
Single cells
They only wire you up to fire you up and that’s why you’re so uptight. Listen to Brahms relax. becoming unhooked fucks up the system the relays or something gets blown, if we’d been shown it we’would have blown it years ago, Jericho falls to those with the balls to attack and with a background…
