Tag: death

  • Bleed For Us

  • I’m Crucified!

  • The Assembly Line of Death

    I have been a vegetarian now for almost twenty years. I would never disrespect people for eating animals, however we as the human race need to make some changes to the way we eat. Earth is suffering not only because of greed and convenience but because of an unhealthy obsession or lust for meat. The Chinese’s obsession with…

  • Like Thoughtful Meat

    Where is spring? Sunset holds the breath, Where are days watching light orbit earth? Gone the orb, the cusp of heartbreak. . Positivity clawing  from  black, An impossibility it’s true, Remaining powerless, Like thoughtful meat.  

  • Twenty Years Without Death

    Eating hidden flesh, Hurling until the blood rises to the skin. Your mistake has cost you two days and two hundred pounds, Its cost me twenty years without death. Hidden amoncst beans and roots, The screen commits a thousand sins. Your mistake draws tears past the surface, and out, My twenty years without death. .

  • Trick or Treat: My Collection of Thai Cigarette Packets!

  • Lost Post: Groovy Vintage Dead

  • Nashik in Words – The Ganges of the South

    No writing for days, hours, minutes until it’s the only thing i can do. The only thing i have to do. Nashik always messes me up, always plays with my mind, always fuck’s me over big style. My second visit in four years and her power is overwhelming. She always makes me feel like i…

  • A Death Bed Dinner Party

    The veranda looks older than previously, like we all do apart from his beautiful wife, radiating youth and beauty, working away in the kitchen in oranges and yellows. Slight silent tinkles of aluminum suggesting that the meal isn’t far from ready. High on the wall an image of grandpa amongst the gods, remembered and revered daily by the powdery red dot in the lower center…

  • The Day My Head Exploded – Part III / Are Eyes Organs?

    Thank god the browser has opened! My head is about to explode, in words instead of a Polaroid image. Stress of the final few days makes me a little edgy as i don’t take well to being told what to do, especially after a heady afternoon in the pub and a little too much to drink. Time continues running away and the…

  • Exclusive!The Death of Pinky Binks

    Why do i have this overwhelming feeling that i am going to die soon. A rational fear? A feeling that is all-encompassing. Like looking forward to something which shouldnt be thought about but is. The only real true  fact from ones life. Why do i have this feeling, this knowledge, this belief. Why am  i waiting to die? Last night…