Something With Spirals

Stuck in loops.
Going around the bend
Or anything else you like to hula-hoop.

Stepped into the world dressed and impressed with the sparkle up top that comes from the weekend gone. Such a bright and beautiful day hidden amongst the clouds and rain.  I left the umbrella and hooded-up.

If not a little bit down. Trying my best just now to chomp down on the urge to bite back.
Gawd damn it’s hard!
But nothing worth doing was ever easy right, isn’t that the saying?

Walked about for most of the day in a whirlwind of activity. It’s tough. 2 months left thereabouts and I’m split down the middle as to which way things will go? And me with all this GPS gadgetry.

Well I’m fused this evening, to a relaxed night of nothing too much.
And I’m late, I must crack on.


They Came Brandishing Shirts, Shovels, & Smiles…

I’m confident these days.
Of quite what I’m not so sure?
But certainly no less certain
that I’m secure in my insecurities.

With my finger in the air I’ve paused to feel which way the wind blows? All these hot air extroverts with their billows and bellows.
Democracy through convection.
Whilst I conjure up another 21st Century, Atheist miracle.
What a wonderful world we live in eh? Walking past the dead throwing shade and copper.
…now don’t even get me started on the Police. With their increased rights to search all the while I’m thinking that they should have gone to Specsavers

(I might have suggested lasers but it’s bad enough they’ve already got automatic-rifles)

Fret not! The rest of the world are shooting blanks! Chained up to the country you never chose you’ve been picked to be a slave for the ‘bettering of human kind.’ Don’t worry about the photo ID. They can’t steal something you never owned in the first place.

And if you’re reading this?

We’re at the back-of-the-bus in last.

Capitalism At Sunset
Capitalism At Sunset