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

Sunday, 3 October 2010


rat boxes
kfc
retail park
kicking
rat boxes
no rats though KICKING kicking
rat boxes rrr
one stamped
someone
get there
first KUH
kicking rr r
rat boxes KICKING
no rats though
on to
kfc
for leftovers KICKING
rat box
kicking
retail park

flattened rrr
rat rrr r
as r r
kite

Sunday, 12 September 2010


spat out
piece of jaw
bone
piece of jaw
gone
holding it strange
pattern
looking at-
holding-
strange pattern
loads of detail
for a
bone
piece of jaw
etched
throw it away
too strange
to hold for
too long

Friday, 10 September 2010




a man
standing
in
the middle of the road
tries
to
kick
a bicycle
to
death
as
the rain falls
and
cars swerve
to
avoid him
finally
tries
to
straighten the front
wheel
and
ride away

it
doesnt
work

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

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
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