These Things Should Never Be Done Except in Case of Emergency
Go on, Changed but Free
We chug along, the sun rising like a paintbrush dipped in orange, fiery hot. Stacks of wood and other industrial materials teeter on the banks. Water. Waves — are they waves? — ripple calmly like someone stirring in morning's first hint of wakefulness.
against the glitter of those earth-held ores
She told you that being watched bothered her.
She watches them now as they are spread long-limbed over the dirt, their fingers reaching into the redness and the grit, their elbows and knees always dusty, always rubbed a little raw from their kneeling at play, this serious activity of theirs, eyes grave and directions passed between them in sensible whispers, never shouted because her children do not raise their voices.
Luv U Blind
There are two stories to this space. There is us, in the evening, making dinner at ten pm. Starving from daily activities. Wearing partial outfits of t-shirts and boxers (be careful not to burn yourself), as we spin in sock feet.
When I'm good I'm great. I mean it, I get it. I'd want me too. Not to sound– no, happy to sound arrogant, or conceited, or whatever. Extra. When I'm on form everyone in the room, male, female, or otherwise, myself very much included, would want to lick my tight stomach, and I know it.
I remember you dancing at the wedding: your neat feet and fancy heels twisting over the geometric patterns on the parquet. As nimble as a goat. You asked me: “How do they measure the height of a mountain?”
One Night in Clapham
The bus is crowded, and the conductor only keeps taking in more people. They get in, slip some coins into the conductor’s callused hands after haranguing over two rupees, five rupees, how is this fifteen rupees it should be ten!
Single and Looking
So I’m in this bar with Christof when a young girl rocks up at our table. She’s a tiny thing with sallow skin and stringy hair and I’m guessing she must be on something as she has these wide, non-blinking eyes and won’t stop talking. She says she’s 28, and we’re both like “WOW,” as she’s so small. But then I’m thinking, 28 is still a hell of a lot younger than we are, although the lights are dim and she’s fucked, so we could easily be the same for all she knows.
Been here for a long time, still looking for a good time! (lol) Do you wanna be my partner in crime? Successful business owner, open-minded, gym rat, spontaneous outdoor adventurer, expert cuddler. I want a girl whose genuine and down to earth and willing to join me on my next adventure (Thailand 2019)!
Oh, and must love dogs! That’s my pup in the photos (yes I know, she’s cuter than me lol)