Nothing fits, from dawn on through weary afternoon into still and sleepy dusk. I am out to visitors inside my own skin, since today I am an unwelcome guest myself.
Your face don’t fit, mate. You ain’t fackin’ comin’ in.
Frame cracked, smeared glass, imperfectly aligned and picture crooked. Up a bit, up a bit, down a bit, down, […]
It is going to be a long day. A very long day indeed. As I sit here, mentally steeling myself for a five-hour ‘business event’ that is surely going to be the 21st century equivalent of one of Leni Riefenstahl’s films of a Nazi rally - only slightly less enjoyable, and with none of the […]
I cannot control my skin, so I etch on it for temporary relief. Scratch out the feverish, black-bloodied letters onto the milky white. I should get out more, or else fade into so much greying and decaying and gone, finely dusted.
The nib bumps over the dry, flaky surface. Don’t scratch, don’t itch, don’t retch, don’t […]
The following is almost certain to prove a disastrous experiment in ‘blogging’ (whatever that is) the inane details of my everyday life, but apparently it’s what we are supposed to do under the rules of international law. This exercise in tedium will continue throughout today. Or until I get utterly bored. Or until I lose […]
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 […]
1. First, I have got to admit that I have a problem.
2. My name is An Unreliable Witness, and I am an addict.
3. An addict of brightly-coloured, shiny tablets.
4. Each with a word written on them.
5. Though, in truth, I am only addicted to the words.
6. I long ago went beyond over-the-counter medication.
7. You can […]
I’m like a child. Entertaining such a silly and childish notion. I don’t want to sleep until it gets dark, until night turns blacker than pitch, because it’s not right. It’s still daylight. It’s not right. Don’t send me to bed without any supper, feeling scolded and hungry and aching for a dream that will […]
I am on a mission to be awkward. You will not like this mission. Indeed, you will probably end up disliking me intensely, and will want to call me needy and demanding and self-centred and selfish and everything else under the sun, some of which may involve gratuitous amounts of swearing.
But I don’t care. I am […]
An Unreliable Witness would like to interrupt your reading of Far More Interesting Websites Than This One to bring you some idle thoughts from the cutting edge of pointless online publishing (which all The Kids are apparently now calling “blogging” - no, me neither). Stand by your beds, because you may need to fall into […]
I suppose it might be worth alerting you to the fact that if you were used to all too frequent updating from my previous blogging incarnation, you’re likely to be disappointed by this site. In writing this pointless entry here, I am trying to fill up white space. I am trying to convince myself that […]
It was some weeks ago that I took the precious jewel from the box in which I hide it - a box which I usually only open when there are thoughts of you and me and us and them whirling through my mind before the break of day. I’ve now rubbed the jewel so soft […]