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automatic writing #64

the dead man died today
he’d been dying for a while now

the rain washed away the chalk children 

thinks disappear over there

over the horizon 
“Don’t worry about the government” was the title of the last song I heard 
impeach the leader 

eat the rich 
the sign language man in the bottom of the TV screen got cramp and confused the viewers with his dyslexic fingers 
I can be found on google maps


the facade of normality is a brittle, dry bark
if you come closer you can see the cracks appears
I sit in front of this monitor; spread sheets, lines and graphs are as indecipherable as Chinese Arithmetic 
          and the man next to me types away in code and talks in equations I don’t understand him, nor do I want to. He smells off, like he’s rotting from the inside and I know he goes home and wanks over picture of woman on the internet. I know this to be true. 
Yesterday I shop-lifted a camera from a busy electricity shop and went home and made 13 obscene phone calls to random people picked from the phone book.
I wish I lived somewhere else.
 I wish I spoke another language. The spread sheets are just lines and lines of meaningless numbers and the graphs resemble the skyline of a smog polluted city.

The girl who gave me my first blow job swallowed my cum and washed it down with a can of Coke.

There was a power cut at work and all the computers fizzled and died, the screens fading to black. I just sat there staring at a black screen. Without their PCs the people felt vulnerable, unable to converse. I just sat there, staring and I could still see line graphs and the cells of spreadsheets. Shadows imprinted on my retinas.
Walking across a road a car, it was blue, nearly knocked me over. Its tyres screeched. I stood there, rooted. Piss streamed down my legs. The driver looked like someone who was once on TV. He got out the car and I ran off.
I have a friend who claims he was abducted by aliens once when he was walking home from a party, some time in August. This friend also says he used to be a kick-boxer. I dont really believe a word he says.
There are shadows that follow me everywhere I go.
I see spreadsheets in my sleep. I also see body parts and carrion. 
My father was a good man.

I have fucked woman on 4 different continents and I cant remember their names or faces. I am listening to illegal music. I am listening to it loud. 
When I was young, about 4 or 5, I was certain that if I closed my eyes hard enough and long enough everything would vanish. 

Tomorrow I am going to delete the spreadsheets.

modern moses

he cheque the bank sent me slowly di
sin teg

he couldn’t perform
the constant image of the black Converse trainer on the dead leg of Kurt Cobain just put him off

modern day Moses
spammed everyone with the 10 commandments but they went I read
lost in the junk mail
amongst adverts for erection pills and serums that will give you strong
healthy hair

embarrassed god 

god, like a child in front of Eves nakedness he blushed and looked away –

– the smallest bodily functions made him giggle 

when he saw her sit down to pee he pointed and laughed –

he wasn’t amused 

just embarrassed

automatic writing 23

sometimes the only light I see is from the xerox machine
while I copy a picture of Solange beating up Jay-Z in an elevator
stuck between floors
-when I was younger I wanted to be on the cover of an Iron Maiden album
– all rappers have ridiculous names
-I am filled in a database which contains the names of all the people who completed Ghost and Goblins


the alphabet hasn’t changed but the number of words continue to grow
– continual evolution of both word and meaning –
when everything was upside down


she didn’t meet up with me instead she watched Netflix for three days straight –
she told me she didn’t blink once
‘case she missed something

her angelic wings were clipped


I have vivid dreams where I am a mascot for a company or
a sports team

I’m dressed in fur and am dressed as an 6ft animal

I have a wobbly head and am sweating uncontrollable

over the animal suit I am wearing a shirt with a logo
a badge


were there fish in the ark or did they just swim alongside instead?


when they took my fingerprints
they said i didn’t exist

origins UNKNOWN
ten fingers
nine toes
broken rib


I am Evel Knievel in a rocket pointed at the moon

Eden continued 

God had EdenSatan had a pleasure park of rollercoasters, Pac-Man machines and souvenir shops 
(the quests were long 

the merchandise over priced

the hot dogs cold)
and outside Eden 

the traffic stretched for miles

– cars full of screaming children and half eaten fruit

– cars full of fuming parents with half price vouchers stuffed in pockets