Archive for September, 2018

Sunday, September 30th, 2018


I have decided to sign up for Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat and that other one. I can’t remember its name. But that other one, whatever it’s called.

Saturday, September 29th, 2018


People complain when I don’t take anything seriously.
Seriously, people complain. So very unfit for purpose.

Friday, September 28th, 2018


The day the chickens at the end of my arms were removed and replaced by robotic hands was quite a family occasion.

Thursday, September 27th, 2018


I could never understand why my mother would never let us have stew. She said we had to have casserole.

Wednesday, September 26th, 2018


I remember the day my mother amputated both my hands and replaced them with chickens.

Tuesday, September 25th, 2018


Bouquets and sonnets are making a comeback
Humour and odour is playing to my strengths

Monday, September 24th, 2018


Elusive as those cherry dumplings
I imagined concealed about your person

Sunday, September 23rd, 2018


To the greatest extent
The flowers are engulfed by mist
I worry and cannot sleep

Saturday, September 22nd, 2018


The song is uninhabited
Although “unmanned” is another way of singing it

Friday, September 21st, 2018


Oh! my intestines have been breaking!
Although that’s just how it translates “literally”