Sing Me a Song.

“Sing me song.”

“What do you want me to sing?” I ask reluctantly.

He thinks for a brief moment. Contemplating exactly what he wants to hear, and how it should be sung, and perhaps even for how long.

“It doesn’t matter what it is…but make it sound nice”

“Kind of vague isn’t it?”

“I told you it doesn’t matter honey I just wanna hear your voice” Continue reading “Sing Me a Song.”

Drink while the Sun still shines

“You’re wrong I’ll tell you that much” said the man

“About?” said the second man.

“The beer doesn’t shine like it used to, I used to pour myself a pint, and it was liquid gold in mug, now…not so much, more of a dull yellow like piss, and you used to say that shine–that glimmer would never fade, but it has, and so I say to you: You were wrong”

“I think you’ve spent more time staring into the mug then actually drinking, or maybe you’re looking at it wrong”

“How many ways are there to look at getting wasted in a dark bar?”

“More then a few.” Continue reading “Drink while the Sun still shines”


“Oh dear oh dear oh dear it’s 1:40 we’re going to be late”

“Well punctuality was never your strong suit”

“Yeah but still I don’t particularly like being late especially for a day like today”

“Yeah I get that…Do you want me to take a shorter route?”

“I mean if you can but just be careful I don’t want you going too fast”

“It’s my life not yours”

“Ok fair enough step on it”  Continue reading “Rushing”