December 2011
7 posts
Interpolation. We’re going to introduce the monkey to the main group soon.
Quit calling me names! Wait don’t say that, youu’ll make him mad. I don’t like him mad, he starts swelling up and spills wine on the carpet. All I wanted was a cosy night in, but he dragged me out to this horrible club, with all its strange ladies making me offers underneath the tables. Anyway, he started telling me I needed to loosen up and accept one. It won’t hurt he...
I gazed in through the window at him, sniffing the chimney as he scratched his back. The glass was smudged in all different places like some orgie happening had recently run rounds in his creepy little bungalo. He scratches again and sniffs the chimney, his nose is black with soot and his hair musty grey from the back-blow. I see the door to the room open and turning his back on the fireplace...
Waking up to christmas tree full boom with lights, twinkling terrors that sparkle in the mid-morning sunlight. I inspect the time on the mantelpiece clock, its five minutes faster than my phone time. I think some time ago I did this on purpose to get my engine running in the morning, but now its an inconvenience I can’t stretch myself to fix. Diabetes is a pain in the arse don’t get...
… If it was cold she’d have put on her fur coat, I remember there being a period of a week where she’d barely take it off. I was a good boyfriend. I gesture to her to show me the wrist again but then she starts saying it was best if she left, happy that we’d cleared the air. I hold her wrist as she rises, I tell her that if she ever needed me then she knew who to call. Her...
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I’m sat in a south london pub, a wetherspoons surrounded by dreadlocked women and dying men. No one cares about the riots here, no one cares about anything. I cant hold a conversation with someone for long without wanting to retreat into solitude. I find peopole like to either discuss the most unknown literature or political development to which I find myself on my android tapping away for...