Archive for August, 2007

Random acts of stationery #27


Random acts of stationery #26


[Insert snow-related pun here]

It’s Tuesday. Sigh. Whilst you’ve been away on your Bank Holiday getaway, sat in a sweltering car parked on a motorway somewhere, sad stay-at-home social inadeqates such as myself have been here, still on the web. You know, in that way in which people who don’t have a life tend to do. Never mind.
In your absence, […]

Random acts of stationery #25


Random acts of stationery #24


Random acts of stationery #23


Equus

My Equus, my beast of possession, my trusted means of hunting down my obsessions. The four-legged hurdler who never stopped hurtling, who revelled in the pursuit, who could be let loose on a moment’s whim to race my each and every all-consuming need, desire and depravity to the point on the distant horizon where the […]

Random acts of stationery #22


Random acts of stationery #21


Oh, beast of burden, carry me

My eyes drift open, drift slowly to the left, drift into the grey sky. My body feels just as leaden, yet I am sucked in by the showers. Such a welcome sight. Oh, I wish I could. How I truly wish I could.
Back centre. There’s a beast of burden denting the smooth covers at the end […]

Random acts of stationery #20


Fluttering

Sometimes I wake with stars in my eyes
Sometimes I wake with swirls
Sometimes I wake with dust in my eyes
Sometimes I wake with tears.
Yet always I lie there wondering
If you, did you, and why did you
Hit me over the head with a hammer
In the night?

Disappearer

Don’t believe that it’s impossible to disappear. It is. Don’t believe that it’s impossible to step off this whirling world for a few precious breaths, or even longer, and excuse yourself from the screaming hubbub, the voices in your head, the doubts in your soul, the banal and the everyday. It is.
Your route is lined with […]

Conversation v1.1

There’s something I need to tell you.
         [Insert meaningless psychobabble here]
                  “Where was I?”
There are many things I want to tell you.
         [Insert fleeting realisation here]
                  “What was I going on about?”
There are so many things I have to share.
         [Insert stumbling explanations here]
                  “How did we even get onto this subject?”
But I keep losing the thread of what I’m saying.
         [Insert […]

Alphabetti spaghetti: B

Lately, I have found myself feeling somewhat Bewitched. I cannot decide if this is because I am particularly enamoured, captivated and beguiled, or whether I am simply harbouring a desire to cast evil spells on certain people. Most people, if I’m honest. Except you. For once, this post isn’t about you, I promise. I would […]