dead cat I stood with a small crowd looking at a dead cat it’s head was crushed and it’s eyes had popped out on tubes “they drive like bloody maniacs up and down this road!” said an old boy with a walking stick “and one day it ain’t just gonna be a cat that’s lying there neither!” we nodded in agreement “that’s right” we said “oh no” he continued his face red with anger “one day it could be a bloody little dog!” and we didn’t know what to say so we dispersed (taken from “Journals of a Jobseeker” 2003) daily torture 12.00pm trying to write trying to block out the dull thud and repetitive bass line from my downstairs neighbours and as I gather up my papers I thank god for public libraries and gun regulations (taken from “Sadness Sits Waiting in the Strangest of Places” 2007)

dead cat

I stood with a small crowd looking at a dead cat

it’s head was crushed and it’s eyes had popped out on tubes

“they drive like bloody maniacs up and down this road!”

said an old boy with a walking stick

“and one day it ain’t just gonna be a cat that’s lying there neither!”

we nodded in agreement

“that’s right” we said

“oh no” he continued

his face red with anger

“one day it could be a bloody little dog!”

and we didn’t know what to say

so we dispersed

(taken from “Journals of a Jobseeker” 2003)

daily torture

12.00pm

trying to write

trying to block out

the dull thud and repetitive

bass line

from my downstairs neighbours

and as I gather up my papers

I thank god for

public libraries

and gun regulations

(taken from “Sadness Sits Waiting in the Strangest of Places” 2007)