The thump from the room above either meant her or the bottle had fallen out of bed. Either would mean I’d have to go up there, if it was the bottle then she might wake and try to get it which would cause her to fall out anyway.
Writing
I occasionally write. Mainly fiction, but sometimes poetry ‘n that.
The Arse Goblins
My daddy is a farter,and it stinks an awful lot.He says there are goblins up his arse,cooking old peppers in a pot. My daddy thought it funny.My mummy was dismayed.She made daddy see a doctor,But the goblins chased him away. So Mummy took Daddy to hospital,Where they sent police dogs up his arse,They took all … Read more
A Prayer for Peace
“Please forward this too all your friends on livejournal, myspace etc. The more people we can get to pray then the more likely it is to work. You must believe…” etc. Oh Lord…. He’s had his three score and ten, I think now it’s time to, take Ian Paisley, up into your loving arms. Stroke … Read more
Sleep now
I wish to slip away A little death Just for a while To have a rest Please watch my body While I’m dead Make sure no animal Steals my head
I have no taste
Sssh, my friend Please do not cry Uncrumple your theorem Wipe that tear from your eye For I hear your opinion I think that too but I’m a freak and so are you. And everybody else is right.
I keep fish.
I keep them in a small tank. I had many at one time but now I only have three. This may be due to the size of the tank.
Their names are Gerry, Margolies & Fitz. Fitz vanishes. Much of the time you would only see two fish. Once I moved the ornaments around, removed the plants and even disturbed the stones at the bottom and I couldn’t find him. I had theorised that the cat took him. If so the cat would bring him back again. I couldn’t ever explain it, but then I never really tried.
Note on week-old corpse
Dear Father,
I owe you an explaination for this. Perhaps I owe it to others too, but especially to you.
I wish things could have been different. I wish things didn’t have to end this way. I wish we could have had a better relationship. I wish I could have been a better son. I wish I could have been less of a dissapointment. I wish I could have lived up to your expectations. I wish a lot of things, that’s always been my problem.
Install
I stood in the corner watching the crows. Vaguely I was aware that someone was talking to me excitedly but I’d tuned out their voice and the voices of the others long ago.
People milled around the room peering at the installations I had created for my own amusement. Hunks of universal crap that I had lost interest in well before these people got told they existed and would somehow enrich their lives and increase their social standing to be seen near.
My mind momentarily returned to this realm.