like a demonic alien.
so there was this celebrity
who gave us a mindfulness session at the mental health centre
and asked us to concentrate on our genitals for a whole hour.
and i feel i can't complain about it
because we clients sit in there telling dirty jokes half the time
so i don't have a leg to stand on.
except that i feel its different when it comes to mediation
and one led by a professional facilitator.
and yet if i were to complain about it
i could come off worse
they could make it out to be all my problem ...
Saturday, 11 March 2017
Friday, 10 March 2017
my neighbour is screaming at the football
and he sounds like nothing on earth
and I've heard weird things coming from there
terrible noises
and one time involving a child
screaming 'no daddy no'
it was a blood curdling horror scream
i tried to speak to someone about it
and they just dismissed me as nonsense
but he really is terribly creepy
and he sounds like nothing on earth
and I've heard weird things coming from there
terrible noises
and one time involving a child
screaming 'no daddy no'
it was a blood curdling horror scream
i tried to speak to someone about it
and they just dismissed me as nonsense
but he really is terribly creepy
the people at the sandwich shop
give me left over bread crusts
that i feed to the birds on the bridge in town.
something that i enjoy doing on my way down.
today there was a man begging nearby
and he started shouting at me
' what are you feeding them for, they're vermin ... '
i turned round to see who it was
and he started walking towards me
' you should feed the homeless not the birds ... '
i carried on with what i was doing
trying not to show that i was frightened
i don't think he is homeless
or he would have been moved on from here
as i have seen him harassing a busker also.
and I'm not likely to offer someone a bag of stale bread crusts !
at the same time i don't know if can report this
the police might want to know why i have spare bread
and where it comes from
and why i am throwing it in the river for the seagulls ...
give me left over bread crusts
that i feed to the birds on the bridge in town.
something that i enjoy doing on my way down.
today there was a man begging nearby
and he started shouting at me
' what are you feeding them for, they're vermin ... '
i turned round to see who it was
and he started walking towards me
' you should feed the homeless not the birds ... '
i carried on with what i was doing
trying not to show that i was frightened
i don't think he is homeless
or he would have been moved on from here
as i have seen him harassing a busker also.
and I'm not likely to offer someone a bag of stale bread crusts !
at the same time i don't know if can report this
the police might want to know why i have spare bread
and where it comes from
and why i am throwing it in the river for the seagulls ...
Tuesday, 7 March 2017
my brother's poem ...
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Happy Butterfly Mum
i feel like I'm learning Chinese.
i don't need no occupational therapy
i manage my own time thankyou
with me guitar ...
I'm sorry Dad
i dreamed i hugged you
before its too late
just i need to be hardcore
or I'm going to explode ...
Happy Butterfly Mum
Happy Butterfly Mum
i feel like I'm learning Chinese.
i don't need no occupational therapy
i manage my own time thankyou
with me guitar ...
I'm sorry Dad
i dreamed i hugged you
before its too late
just i need to be hardcore
or I'm going to explode ...
Happy Butterfly Mum
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