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Dick Pic

‘Dick Pic’

Sometimes my inbox is a scary place

Sometimes there are pictures – but not of a face

Or kittens or vegetables or castles or palaces…

But raging stonners and laughable phalluses!

A dick pic is not going to win my affection

I don’t care if you can achieve an erection

Everyone’s braver behind a mobile phone

I doubt if you’d be so cocky if we were alone

Cassette Glam!

This post is just a short one, really just an excise to show off some pictures I took today. My friend Deedee gave me a dress before Christmas. It was one that didn’t really fit her and she thought that I may want it. It’s not my usual style but I may have found a way to wear it.

Yesterday I bought a radio cassette player second hand. A proper 80s one! I’ve been on the lookout for one for a while as I still make the odd mixtape and it means I can now play them whilst cooking dinner and dancing badly. I had an idea this morning for a photo opportunity with the tape player and the dress. There wasn’t long to capture it as I had a bunch of other chores to do but I got a couple of good shots that I can maybe use as press shots or whatever.

Firstly, some pics of the dress…

At this point I switched to my DSLR as I prefer to use that. It works better for indoors…

Enter the cassette…

This next shot is my most favourite one!

Then I decided to try a few sitting down…

I’m really pleased with how they turned out especially the ones with the flash. I wouldn’t normally use it but it helped the glittery bits stick out ๐Ÿ™‚

Sarcastic Kiss

Let me take up paper and write of forests

Leafy memories of varied significance

The purged sanctuaries and sacred hollows

Naked and exposed,

Let me close my eyes to see it fully

Lips pursed in a sarcastic kiss

Instantly thoughts jostle for position

Drowning out the icy wind,

Let me make an error to fix a mistake

Regretting regrets is my new favourite passtime

For all the forward thinking I can muster

The backward pull is always stronger

Happy to be Red again!

I managed to get a little session last night to try some outfits and most excitingly a new wig which arrived that morning! It’s one I’ve been watching on eBay on and off for ages but finally cracked and bought earlier in the week.

Also I was looking forward to taking pictures with my good camera. Before I shaved and got changed I set it up in the bedroom and locked it off so I could do some male to female side by side shots. They turned out okay but because of the bed sheets it’s hard to match up the 2 images perfectly on my wee phone app.

I wish I’d spent a bit more time on it but I had to crack on with the other stuff I had planned. It was decided I’d make the most of my time and do a few different things I could keep on ice to release at later dates so as not to overshare.

The skirt isn’t new but given the volume of skirtage in my wardrobe some inevitably fall by the weyside. The next outfit was my favourite and the one I kept on for the longest (mainly due to having to recharge the camera battery and then having to wait to start again!).

I like that last one, I think I know how to sit down better than posing vertically!

The last look of the evening was a charity shop find from a few weeks back. Very smart it is too ๐Ÿ™‚

As I mentioned earlier I did other things too like filmed a couple of the more recent poems and took some other photos which I may find another post for.

Earlier this morning I found out that the venue my next scheduled gig was to take place at is closing for good tonight. ‘Rockus’ in Finnieston Very sad as it was a really cool little place I could have got to know a lot better over the coming months. It means my next gig is the Extra Second night at The Blue Chair cafรจ, a themed poetry and spoken word night. This one is all about Drugs. I’ve nearly finished the piece I’m going to read and I’ll no doubt share it on this page once I’m sure it’s finished.

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The Vultures Descend

I was thinking about perception
How must it perceive me?
If it doesn’t exist
And it cannot see
Apparently I’m breathing
No comfort there
Where no one bothers
Or forgets to care

Hold on to the illusion
If that is all you’ve got
I confess such ideals
Are entirely my lot
Existing mainly in my head
From such an early age
Finding solace in song
Or words on a page

If I stay still for long enough
The vultures descend
So I must keep on moving
And pick up my pen
Do I write for a reason
Or reason in write?
I have far too much
That is hidden in sight

The vultures swoop low
Towards this humble librarian
Their hunger is deafening
My words their carrion
They peck at me but thankfully
Find nothing of substance
And for once
I take solace in its absence

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Rebirth of a Smile

How fast a smile can disappear
Trace a backwards course from ear to ear
Eyes cast downwards the lament begins
Played on the worlds smallest violin

Tread softly lest eggshells be crushed
Or over the edge you’ll be pushed
Spiralling silently into the void
At the very least you must be annoyed

Where did that pesky smile go?
Don’t ask us cos we don’t know
You may never find it wherever you land
So make a new one – draw up a plan!

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Beautiful Lace Dress

Hello there!

This is just a quick post, more an excuse to show off pics of a new dress I purchased last Friday. Another charity shop win ๐Ÿ™‚

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Unfortunately I don’t have a decent vest top to wear underneath it but at least I found a light coloured bra. I’m sure you all don’t mind! I also found time to rehearse and pose with my guitar, which I don’t think I’ve actually done before. Normally the guitars lurk about in the background.

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