super slick

this is mouthwatering. go karl!

that way

Its funny when you lash out and then change your mind. to you ive given my time and my mind. just as well, to say bye. im off. a few more days to check if its raining by watching the puddle on the flat roof visible from my looming window. right now its speckled and the horizon is white. the lights burn bright. the clock reads 13:36. the phone is silent for a short while while i write. (in secret). the end of another week, a night of shiraz. it suggests my tone will change.

toxic rock

zoo

Desai said she walked out after her son claimed unfair dismissal by the company and she had been told she had to work overtime. Her parting words to the manager were: "What you are running here is not a factory, it is a zoo. In a zoo, there are many types of animals. Some are monkeys who dance on your fingertips, others are lions who can bite your head off. We are those lions, Mr Manager."

Three days later, workers at the Grunwick plant went on strike for the right to be represented by a trade union. The media dubbed them "strikers in saris".

moving vein

fluid in the blink of an eye. limbs are dead. smell of pie. pick up a dead arm and throw it there. got to switch off the alarm. rubber foot, fluid released. she's too old for this. instructions marked there, biro'd and flicked. gossip queen flinched. how to make a career out of meddling? cover blown...by me sitting there. pretending not to listen. now the vein is moving in an aging hand.

cat pee

something strange, sickly at the willingness. something not right with no forgiveness. suddenly the room is blank, your face is bare and there lies a body. alone in a room that smells of cat pee. and the world turned white, a silent beautiful killer. stained with the best colour from the clear sky, soft textures i could eat infront of me. outside. flashing a cracking smile as the heart beats with deceit. im lying to all of them. i can see them putting on their coats, ready to leave. ready to abandon me - wait for an hour, wait for the darkness, you'll be ok, wont you? oh yes, fine thanks. in this micro oven, got lots of bright colours around, a pissing spot. a water tap and a fridge full of gone-off yoghurt. i can camp out for another hour yet.

fuck faces.

lighter

“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results,” she says, quoting Einstein.