All around is the sky with the scratchy branches of the bare January trees.
Wednesday, 29 August 2007
Wednesday, 8 August 2007
Fast David Letterman-style walking - council houses white with gardens parked car in front yard muddy rubber mud guards smell of ox tail soup from kitchen for lunch seeing through living rooms to back windows and gardens - lemon-coloured leaves piled up against the grass by the wind - newsagent pizza hairdresser solicitors - maisonettes small and narrow and very new and brutally close along side each other - funeral home and a thought of bodies made to look OK but rotting inside faces slumped flabby discoloured head turned slightly against quilted smooth coffin lining mouth funny - groceries blessed Caribbean meat a man on the pavement walking from a large van with a blood-lined carcass on his shoulder a 1/2 carcass hollow curved inside of rib cage - the brewery and giant metal Ms one of them with a billboard on to fund it big Ms to Mpress the Olympic committee and any one with a festival and the smell from the brewery the same as home-brewed beer in the airing cupboard when I was a child hiding. Right turn and left and parked cars along the road and further up a garage cars along the road side near it and in the yard - every where quiet now these streets mostly empty - vistas of factory yards you could photograph - now behind the polytechnic and made it pretty much. No such thing as safety.
Friday, 3 August 2007
Early morning driving delivering all night driving the truck home now in jeans and a jeans jacket buttoned to the neck a norther blowing dust in the cold white-skied horizontal sun light - tense and tight from shivering - slow and sluggish sense of the dusty-fronted stores and offices and cafes and the pool room, working the stick shift and steering automatically and seeing every thing sluggishly from the distance of this side of all the sleep you need and the empty street and store fronts turning around the cab of the truck around you as you go right and in to the filling station - eggs and ham and grits and coffee next and school after - pushed to a distance and not really part of the main business of the day from being awake and up working for that long before hand.