may your bones be chilled
and your goosebumps have goosebumps –
happy halloween
Month: October 2016
day three hundred and four
some days, i feel like
a wood louse in a world of
wood-effect flooring
day three hundred and three
well, this isn’t fun –
should be in the cca –
am in bed, in pain
day three hundred and two
looking forward to
an extra hour in bed
more than usual
day three hundred and one
misheard: ‘belief is
a beauty thing’, not ‘billy
is a guinea pig’
day three hundred
i like round numbers –
actually, three hundred
is triangular
day two hundred and ninety-nine
when it comes to war,
genocide, persecution,
we are all children
day two hundred and ninety-eight
day two hundred and ninety-seven
please do not befoul
your beautiful new boat with
puns and comic sans
day two hundred and ninety-six
at the abc,
i will re-live my first gig –
hodges and peacock
day two hundred and ninety-five
yes, i’m gonna wear
summer dresses all year round –
whatcha gonna do
day two hundred and ninety-four
happy subway game –
finding something good about
every passenger
day two hundred and ninety-three
blue balls, in their sack,
dangling from banana hook –
vaguely sinister
day two hundred and ninety-two
jonathan richman
is my earworm for the day –
could be so much worse
day two hundred and ninety-one
sleepy, hungry, sore,
slightly deafened in one ear –
big weekend indeed
day two hundred and ninety
off to barrowlands
for a refined evening with
aidan and malcolm
day two hundred and eighty-nine
productive evening,
tearing through the to-do list –
busy old beaver
day two hundred and eighty-eight
each year, a new thread
is lashed tightly to the loom;
our friendship, the weft
day two hundred and eighty-seven
if you voted leave,
i am gonna track you down
and steal your marmite
day two hundred and eighty-six
day two hundred and eighty-five
begin, observe me –
choose your weapon from the list
i have assembled
day two hundred and eighty-four
we are observing
your earth, and we’d like to make
a contact with you
day two hundred and eighty-three
it would appear that
october has forgotten
how to october
day two hundred and eighty-two
‘what’s the opposite
of a supergroup?’ i asked –
‘the farm’, he replied
day two hundred and eighty-one
locomotive fans –
renton, begbie, sick boy, spud –
good, wholesome drama
day two hundred and eighty
back to madrigirls –
i have missed my singing pals,
first alto young team
day two hundred and seventy-nine
day two hundred and seventy-eight
wouldn’t it be weird
if men’s facial hair fell out
during the autumn
day two hundred and seventy-seven
german love machine –
he is very hardworking
and oh so quiet
day two hundred and seventy-six
between the runners
and late delivery slot,
i’m trapped in my flat
day two hundred and seventy-five
got a new iphone –
but more excited about
new washer dryer
