Tuesday, 23 November 2010

screamed by
a dwarf with
(TB IS BACK AGAIN
matted hair on a
childs pushbike
AND WE ALL KNOW
WHY SAYS ONE OLD
riding past the laundrette
bring back the 80s
music policy
LADY TO ANOTHER WHO
written on a pub
that has already
WORKS THERE)
shut down
someone
going through
(SOME TUNELESS
the bins
as other people
WHISTLING-
go to work
you wont find
the 80s in there
WHITE
DOGSHIT)
but you can look
Friday, 5 November 2010

man in wheelchair
with small poodle
that looks like it
could use a bath
deep in conversation
the man anyway he
doesnt need I DONT
NEED HANDOUTS
hand outs and bites
his hand to stop
hatewords and
the sound a loose
ball bearing in his
head makes that he
doesnt want to
share with the dog
even up a
slight incline i
feel sorry for him a
bit not because of
his disabilities or
struggle but because
its obvious that the
dog isnt listening
and hasnt been for
some fucking time
Friday, 20 August 2010
brighton residency
all the posts below for august are work that was produced in a short (one week)residency at brightons Coachwerks art space.
Tuesday, 17 August 2010
london road to brighton beach via the laines

tattoo of a woman
in a wine glass on an
old man retail crime
initiative fat hands
from bad circulation
crutch'd see
crutch'd see
brighton through
the eyes of one of
the uks most
talented film makers
free gym
membership litter
push button
poundshop security
guard pig ear pieces
no one really
knowing how to
walk locals vs
tourists vs bench'd
crutch'd light
confusion styrofoam
lid fifty different
feet other parking
seagul vs bacon
sandwich vs pebble
skull tunnel to
beach with added
sea complete with
same ship that
was there yesterday
shit conversations
(maybe) sound like
pebbles sound like
sea sound like traffic
taste like the burnt
down pier too far
out warning unsafe
structure
brighton haikus

staggering up hill
too far for the tide to reach
a line of blood
leaking roof
heavy rain
alarm clock
tunnel split like
the nose of a skull
both ways the same though
because of the signs
i do not cook suckling pig
on the pebble beach
same ship
that was there yesterday
flat dark sea
on the alottment
cat sets on mouse
again and again
starlings ignore
unsafe structure signs to flock
over burnt out pier
Thursday, 12 August 2010
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
Sunday, 23 May 2010
feral 4 (german market)
even though i
dont drink
anymore or take
drugs or sniff
marker
pens to get fucked
up
and even though now
i wouldnt set fire
to an old sofa left
on wasteground
just to inhale
the fumes
-although i might
do that to enjoy the
view -
and even though i
would think twice
before drinking
paint
there is still a
part of me that is
disappointed that
gluewien isnt
some violent
combination of
bad red wine
and evostik
feral 3
a hollowed out
scotch egg
just lying there
on the pavement
the egg gone
- i dont like that
bit anyway -
just lying there reformed
meat n
breadcrumbs perfect
air fucking dried
waiting for pigeon or
maybe fox
looking at it i
start to salivate
and realise that
even after 38
years
i am still not
fully
domesticated
scotch egg
just lying there
on the pavement
the egg gone
- i dont like that
bit anyway -
just lying there reformed
meat n
breadcrumbs perfect
air fucking dried
waiting for pigeon or
maybe fox
looking at it i
start to salivate
and realise that
even after 38
years
i am still not
fully
domesticated
feral 2
i preferred the
earlier stuff
i preferred the
scaffolding
is this how
it feels
in pursuit of
the shiny
window. out.
why did you
abandon the.
things to
photograph one
unbroken window
save it save it
the buildings-
concrete rot steel
arm weak scratching
out of
i preferred the
earlier stuff
in pursuit of the
shiny
i preferred
preferred the
scaffolding concrete
rot weak skeleton
falling down one
unbroken window
save it save it
i preferred
why did you
one unbroken
abandon the buildings
window
one unthrown brick
i preferred
preferred the
sca
feral 1
why have one
why have
one yellow can of
gas when you
can have two
one up each sleeve
of your
greasy sheepskin
to take hits off
and spin around in
grinning circles
flashing tiny
glints of yellow
fake sun to
yourself
why have
one yellow can of
gas when you
can have two
what else is
there to do at
nine o clock
in the morning
on a grey summers
why have
one yellow can of
gas when you
can have two
one up each sleeve
of your
greasy sheepskin
to take hits off
and spin around in
grinning circles
flashing tiny
glints of yellow
fake sun to
yourself
why have
one yellow can of
gas when you
can have two
what else is
there to do at
nine o clock
in the morning
on a grey summers
day anyway
why watch the
jeremy kyle show
when you can
live it
Monday, 15 March 2010

skull in anger skull as
grip spanner skull
stretched over years
left on pavement
skull'd
skull exchange
departure lounge skull
fire exit
skull travel information
skullcycle
tickets here
skull stretched growing
pains skull stretched
over (x?) amount of
years see skull appendix
skull as grip skull as
wheeled trolley skull
stretched over twenty
three minutes
Friday, 5 March 2010

the rat in the litter
bin looked almost happy
to see me for a few seconds
almost like a dog curious
we both looked at each other
before the rat crashed
back down ito the bin frantically
hurling itself around
banging into walls
looking for food for
anything good i carried
on through the grey
rain to the supermarket
crashed through the doors
frantically looking for bargains
i didnt find thats
all i want to remember
about that day
Friday, 26 February 2010

arm
in with
the ornamental
goldfish
or
are they
koi carp
someone reading. the.
script for a. skincare. koi
carp. advert
product with.
someone. all the. arm in
with. the seriousness of
a suicide bombers
final
video
statement. skincare. arm.
in with
TEAR
the final statement
koi carp
or skincare reading
IT
reading the script or.
are they. its.
just derelict
DOWN
someone. koi.
someone reading the
script for a skincare advert with all the
seriousness of a suicide
bombers final statement
then
Saturday, 20 February 2010

but
there were loads
of people hobbling
about on crutches
today
some of the
people on crutches
were together, they
looked like junkies
and were arguing
with each other
later
one of that group,
without crutches,
was being thrown out
of whsmith. maybe
he will get his
crutches later
tonight
a day on crutches
slipping
limping
one way to get
through the
recession
i guess
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