Friday, 31 May 2013

Molekine Pages- House Of Cards

One should not give a poisoner medicine, a conjuror fine apparatus, nor a rifle to a melancholic bore.

Thursday, 30 May 2013

Saturday, 25 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- Maternal Bonds

' It was you...You did what you promised you'd never do...You got old, and you died...But I learned early on that your word meant nothing and maternal bonds were like me, a nuisance.'

Friday, 24 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- Four Awkward Thoughts

" I tried to keep the crowds inside my head but the light drew them towards the sun, what remains drove me to despair...."

Thursday, 23 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- A Gentle Prayer

'Jack's job was to remove dead body parts from the world.'
If it's a hand, shake it. If it has a face try and wake it. If you spot any hair then say a gentle prayer.

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- One Quarter

'It's always the same. My mouth touching the tip of your nose. what more could I hit you with.'

Tuesday, 21 May 2013

Monday, 20 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- Baby Steps

' Once we looked
Twice we fled
three times the cock crowed.
Four times we denied what everyone knew,
Five gold rings in six silver bullets.
Seven chimney stacks burning through eight lover's dreams that drive nine sharp blades to harvest ten fingers on two clapping hands.
We bleed without dying,
we die in baby steps.'

Sunday, 19 May 2013

Moleskine Pages- Wilde

' I conclude that all personality defects and all life fuckups are the fault of your mother.'

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Moleskine Pages - Bacon And Eggs

Flesh of my flesh, pus of my wounds. They Breakfasted on my body and dined on my soul. The line is still coming, there are a few morsels left.
I WILL feed the five thousand!

Thursday, 9 May 2013

 The 'Waawee' is a part of Iraqi folklore. A creature that is used to frighten children into coming indoors in the evening and getting ready for bed. Just the name still sends shivers down my spine. I always visualized him as an adult sized teddy bear with my father's features. As a child there was nothing scarier than my father so I suppose it is natural that he would invade my nightmares both sleeping and waking ones. Daddy what would have I used as inspiration had you been different?

Monday, 6 May 2013

Moleskine pages - How Do We Get To Heaven?

" She bequeathed death to all the lives she conjured up out of her rich catalogue. Her sentenses were never commuted. How could he ever forgive? How could he ever forget?
She loves them all so much!"

Sunday, 5 May 2013

Moleskine Pages - Exile

" She stank of goodness, she reeked of honesty. She carried us to heaven on her endless tears. We looked for a way to escape...Even heaven is an exile if you don't want to be there."

Saturday, 4 May 2013

Moleskine Pages - Bones

' I found the perfect spot to plant a smooth, sharp missile.'
"The bones were scrubbed, polished and re-assembled into clean, lean units waiting for a second go at life."
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