I have a quiet devil in me A little rebel A small finger to authority A private fuck you I have a quiet devil in me ‘fuck you, fucketty fuck’ Fuck youse all in a whisper and carry on with a smile I have a quiet devil in me It wants to be louder But… Continue reading Quiet Devil
Mingus on the record player – I don’t know what the name of the album is or what he’s on about, but it feels right to write to I am somewhere between love and cry. Maybe they are the same thing, I don’t know. I have realised over the last few months that I know… Continue reading ANZAC Day Afternoon 2017
In my dream, Graeme was becoming emotional because a restaurateur had given the opinion that Graeme was unable to cook a steak as well as he has proclaimed. Graeme started sobbing in choking gasps, like he was going to vomit As I started to leave the dream, I realised the choking sobs were in… Continue reading Sob or Cat Vomit?
I woke not breathing I am getting a cold and or my body is arguing with me about whether or not I should continue to smoke after almost a year. My throat is muscular sore, only apparent when I swallow, which is detracting from my enjoyment of the morning cup of instant coffee. I am… Continue reading Bloody Tears
A year ago I started a draft post for this blog titled “Why am I in this room again?” . I have a feeling I wrote and published a post called exactly that but noticed this morning that the draft was just sitting there – only a title and no body. A year ago next… Continue reading Why am I in this room again?