Lost in Shoreditch

I have spent a majority of this weekend contemplating my life through the glazed eyeballs of a sordid hangover.
Running through the list of guys from my passed, guys from the present and possible candidates for guys in the future, I …

Did I ever mention my short lived career in marketing and advertising.
No I probably never because it was shit.
I was only 16, my mate at the time had ranted at me about this new job she had landed.
‘Pays cash in …

So, part of my New Year’s Resolution this year has been to
A) Stop spending money between the hours of 7am and 7pm Monday – Friday
B) Stop bleaching my hair as often
C) Stop boozing as much
So far A has been pretty …

Down town past the Lane of Bricks,
Beyond the Dale of Stone
Berliners sit,
Inhaling the fumes of a broken pipe.
The code connecting them to the book of faces and the tub of rats is yet to be connected.
Someone’s always likely to say …

Strolling through a lonesome saxophone on the lane of longing for a promise to realize, then gloomily waiting for grease to fry – rocking an intoxicated corpus in a painfully lit doner toilet wondering what you ordered, if you’ll manage …

A group of Dadaists just left church.
Save us
Jesus
Save us
Jesus
Hunching the back towards the sky praying for death to take you unnoticed – no fuss, just take you
Across the withering body a grey snake is caressing skin
Throat convulsing in epileptic contractions …

I bet he’s on crack,
I bet he’s a crack head.
I bet she’s deranged,
I bet she’s a po et.
I bet he’s from here,
I bet there’s an heir to the CoffeeMachine an outdated ideal.
Industrialize
Realize
Dematerialize
Philosophize
The Coffeemachine
Electronic devise
Two different buttons to monotorize
Two different …

The man musically spreading tobacco along a paper thin geometry flirts with the scenery enveloping like a flower before his eyes, he is quietly humming without the slightest effort, as lips that never part to reveal the tone of desire, …