The best thing
about the notion of
the bottle
or its cousin
the can
is the pretence
that its your
true friend
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in the corner
the sack
full of man
makes noises
whimpers
and shakes
till silence falls
and she
in the kitchen
listens
and the sack rolls
slightly about the floor
though in the cellar
no-one hears you scratch
and she
in the kicthen
wonders if the house is haunted
the best thing about
the sharpness of poetry
is abstract meaning
remaining always
with you
on show
when there is nothing else to say
everything is untitled, everything is named
Earlier
there were thoughts and
words and
ideas
falling
like snow flakes
in front of me
ephemeral
beautiful
no two alike
though
all of them
similar.
Now
beer salts the thoughts
as
the mind rots
happy in inebriation
and meanings
intentions and
the rest
slide away
lost without care
for the rest of the night
A short film that I helped on, The Applicant, will be having its premiere at the Bite the Mango Film Festival in Bradford.
The Applicant will be screened as part of the Slices of Mango 3 programme of short films on 24th September 2006, at 11.45 am, in the Cubby Broccoli theatre at
the National Museum of Film & Photography, Bradford.
Programme details can be found rg.uk/btm/2006/filmdetail.asp?ida=6416″>here.
Hello again
After silence
the words erupt through a crack in the
brain
spill across the keys
and infuse into code
Drugs and Pies
Do you use smack? Are you fed-up with standing out as a druggie thanks to your gaunt face?
We have the solution.
Introducing Heroin Pies (TM).
A fantastic hit, in a pie. The more your dependency, the fatter you get – and the less you’ll stand out on your way to and from the den. Contains some vitamins. Not that you’d care.
Spent the weekend in London, as a film that I had worked on had its cast and crew screening at the national film theatre on Sunday. It was fun. I hope that the producers will get it additional coverage, via festivals of whatever. It deserves it.
Now leaving, and I am taking with my the typical souveniers. An inability to breathe properly, the remains of a cheap umbrella that lasted half of the time that I fuirst used it, and having spoent a stupid amount of money on seemingly nothing, a vague feeling of having been robbed. But I like London, nonetheless, and miss the fact that I’ve not been for a visit for ages.
If I forgor to tell you that I was coming down, then I am extremely sorry and please don’t take it personally. If I did tell you that I was coming, but you forgot to meet me, than I am extremely sorry, and take it personally.
The train has yet to move. We’ve got about ten minutes before that happens, then its high speed all the way to Sheffield. Back tomorrow.
The blog, as you may have noticed, has not been updated with any degree of frequency in the last few months. I’ve decided that it should be taken as a sign, and therefore, I’m going to redesign all of the pages for this domain as soon as I get chance. Which, I hope, will be in the next couple of weeks. I know that the current pages exist on the internet archive, and I might move them to a new section of the site, or a different domain name, but I have yet to decide.
http://www.ericofon.com/collection.htm