Life at time seems electric
Possibilities too many to define
Swipe left, swipe right
Turn to p173 if you trust the goblin
Social media stories started but the middle unwritten
Words flow charming, hilarious
First time photos are beautiful, enigmatic
Heart open, body tuned and toned
But sometimes the electricity dims
Options are defined, limited
Stories are written, only endings remain
Speakers ...
I thought sex was all free flowing
Passion
Minds melting into one
Intuition
Subtle guidance
Waves of control and submission
Spirituality and connectedness
But now doing it properly
According to certified specialists
Is all about intense mechanical communication
Before, during and after
Nothing left to chance
Everyone should know exactly what they want
How they want it
What all the wrong ways a...
If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm
I spend in the currency of hope
Big Hail Mary passes
‘This time next year Rodney we’ll be millionaires’
I see big changes, never yet materialised, around the corner
I guess something happened when I was younger
A big abandonment
A magical hope of return
Some internalised message that I was defective, different
Turned into a narrative that I wa...
It took 36 years to realised I’m scared
I live fearfully
Fearing failure
Fearing rejection
I used to think of it as vigilance
Heightened awareness of danger
But it is more
I read that fear is the mind killer
The little death that brings total obliteration
So I will face my fear
Head on
Fight it
With courage
To not be cowered by fear of
Being despised
Suffering rebuke
Being birsmirched
Forgotten o...
Sunday, 2nd July
Something happened in a field
In North London
Two old foes
England and Australia
Fought in the gladiatorial field of old
Cricket
One side arrived to win at all costs
Competitive, ruthless
Every margin
Every opportunity to be exploited
Regardless the cost to limbs
Body and mind
Regardless the cost to convention
Grey areas of fairness
And, yes, in the past, flat out cheating.
With...
One day I will achieve something
Something I’m proud of
I won’t have that feeling of relief
Or ok, but I could have done it better
Or earlier
Or differently
No ‘I can’t celebrate this now’
Or ‘oh that - that’s a work in progress’
But something that will allow me
To feel unashamedly proud
That I fearlessly broadcast aloud
One day soon
That’s my commitment to me...
It’s continuous now
Work
iPhone, laptop,
Headphones,
Car stereo
Desktop
On the train
In the park
In office
Home and away
That’s bad enough
Then there’s interoperability
That subtle thing
About how technology talks
To each other
Expected to work without
Subtle language, empathy, power
Just co-operate to get things done
And when it doesn’t quite work
It can bring a grown man to tears
Thinking about...
You know the type
That metronomic, mechanistic
Productive type
Day-in, day-out
Turns up, gets stuff done
How do I become that?
I’be slipped into a rhythm for a few hours
Had a good fortnight
But then it goes
Boredom, procrastination
Unfocussed, fuck the man
Who cares, manic output,
I’m a hero, can’t be arsed,
Who am I?
And all of that before 9am
I guess some people have it
And others well kind o...
