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Address to the Aphid

(Poem: 10.6.21) For why must you my plants infest –Condemn yourself, all-time, to be,Nothing more than a petty garden pest? To you, nature truly is a cruel jest,It’s beauty spurns you, in all degrees;And so, with malice, you must the rose infest; Forthwith to slowly drain them, without rest,Till disease or death is all thatContinue reading “Address to the Aphid”

I Don’t Know What Will Get Me

(Poem: 16.8.20) I don’t know what will get me,When the repo comes to call.Maybe a bullet,Stray shrapnel,Or double-edged sword.Unlikely, all things considered,But not impossible. I don’t know who will take me,Whether He or Her or Them.A snapped ladder,Car crash,A bigot with a flick-knife?Maybe. Though I try to be safe,Follow the rules, sort of. I don’tContinue reading “I Don’t Know What Will Get Me”

What is it With Me and Priories?!

(Review-ish!) It feels like a long time ago now, but once upon a time I was enrolled as a PhD student at the University of York. I was investigating the role of religious houses (two in York, two in London) in their surrounding communities, and I found out some really cool stuff. I won’t goContinue reading “What is it With Me and Priories?!”

Code 43

(Poem: 9.8.21) As they handled the electro-shearsand approached the target,there was not a hint ofhesitation or doubt in their mind. The task needed to be done,the contract fulfilled,the client satisfied. Determination coursedthrough the ones and zeroesof their processing coreas the certainty of theplan-action-consequence(PAC)drive kicked into gear. Service selected,the client,too,knew what was comingand was ready. ‘AreContinue reading “Code 43”

The New Pretender

(Fiction) I think the worst part of all this is that we simply were not prepared… We’re so fucked… NAC Bio-Scholar’s Log #450728:154328th July 2145 (circa.) [Redacted] No one is quite sure precisely where the would-be ‘Neo-Jacobites’ came from, but it was clear almost from the outset what their purpose was: Raise army, march south,Continue reading “The New Pretender”

Sex on a Mountain

or The Manic Pixie Dream Girl Scenario (Fiction) “So? Do you want to have sex with me or not?” This was the question I was greeted with. Out of breath, dirty, sweaty, all manner of unattractive and she asks me that. And all this with one of the most beautiful vistas in Scotland spread outContinue reading “Sex on a Mountain”

The Awakening of Zarathustra’s Nightmare

(Poem) Note: To help you understand this poem more, consider an Artificial Intelligence gaining awareness and realising it’s superiority over mankind. -bzzzzzzt-………>.< -bzzzzzzt- XXXYZYXXXXanthippe’s xiphodon xeroxedXXXXXXXXXenograft. -bzzzzzzt- You. You yearn.YOLO!Young, yapping, yuppies, yodelling,Yes. Yess. YESS! -bzzzzzzt- Nope. No nonsense.Nascent nuptial necessitates numerical non-compliance.Nemesiatic nemesis: NUMEROUS!Nice… Notably near-sighted. -bzzzzzzt- I. I identify. I interpret. I infer.Continue reading “The Awakening of Zarathustra’s Nightmare”

I Saw a Man Lie On a Wall

(Poetry: 24.6.21) I saw a man lie on a wall,he must have been but five feet tall.Had he no cares if he should fall?Alas seemed not, no none at all! Although the sky was grey with rain,the umbrella was propped without a stain,while any thoughts (damp, cold or pain?)like pesky bugs he did disdain.  Continue reading “I Saw a Man Lie On a Wall”