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Area Man Apparently Thinks We Give A Fuck His Poetry

 Yeah I know I said something every day. Never been much good at resolutions, New Years or otherwise. Anyway here's one of my poems from ages ago. Used to do it as part of my standup set/endless self-regarding nonsense campaign.   SIGNS I walked beneath a bleak, cruel sky Internally invoked higher forces Oh, I was one sad, dismal guy Fixated on death and divorces I beseached him, the notional deity With an honest and heartfelt wish "Just PROVE yourself, come on, matey!" And it began to rain fish. From an empty sky they poured out Snapper, haddock, chub, dace. Herring, salmon, eels and trout Wrasse. Sharks. Catfish. Plaice. And for a second I thought I knew "He's real after all, the sod!" And then I twigged to the cryptic clue. It sounds like there is no cod.
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Area Man Apparently Thinks We Give A Fuck About Him Going For A Walk

Going to try to write or post or share or denigrate something every day, in the hope that every now and then something might be good. Might not all be new stuff. Definitely won't be all good stuff. But it's something. Went for a walk today. Moor Park, then over to Plungy to pick up a couple of things (onions, whatever £8 bottle of red is currently £5.50, and of course the Yellow Ticket Tombola). Put an old playlist - the daytime from when I worked at The Ferret - on shuffle and this came on. It's extremely good.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZinGb6rUv2o I have no idea who Heartless Bastards are, and I quite like it that way. I know that song was serendipitous though, coming on as I walked around Moor looking at the families and the couples and the rest of us, all under the same low sun, then through the streets to the Co-Op. 
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