Category Archives: Poetry

The Weariness, The Fever And The Fret

The upside of powerful painkillers is pretty obvious – they’re quite well suited to killing pain powerfully for a while which can be a blessing when every day has pain and pain and pain. The downside of powerful painkillers can … Continue reading

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A Hunger Artist

Carry on coughing. All the way the the coffin. Alternate that with sleep which ends whenever sweating becomes too uncomfortable or the dreams of Doctor Who stuff (which I love) are interrupted by anxiety shit about losing my car or … Continue reading

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Dreaming California

Jet lag and the emotions of leaving G behind to return to my cold home country mean it might be an unwise notion to try to blog about how I feel in this precise moment. Instead here is a piece … Continue reading

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Lovely As A Landscape In A Dream

Monday. This is Monday. This is not a drill, it really is Monday (and anyway a drill is a powertool and a Monday is a day of the week so they’re not even the same sort of thing). This is … Continue reading

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The Imperious Mystery Of The Way

It’s my last night in my own bed before I head off to that airport vicinity to stay in a hotel tomorrow night. Then Tuesday I think I’ll climb aboard a flying machine and get me to Californ. I. A. … Continue reading

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Dream Variations

Sleep engulfs me, a cloak of shroudy dumb-ass numbness topped off with a suggestion of sinusitis increasing the sense that wakefulness is somewhat unappetising. This is a radio day, a coffee going cold on the bedside cabinet day, a never … Continue reading

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Move Him Into The Sun

The morning is crisp like an unbitten apple, waxy sunshine not quite reaching down to the bones. Beneath my feet the artificially aged floorboards of a wannabe hipster cafe which is nonetheless occupied by non-hipster middle-aged spreads and mumsy mums … Continue reading

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