Miserable Bastards Part 10 I’m walking back down the road, under the street lights, box of pakora under my arm. The silences, now only broken by the occasional bus rolling down the street. I’m back to the bar, through the old wooden door. Feeling like Norm. Bam, Mikey and Frank are sitting at the barContinue reading “Beer And Pakora”
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(Near) Death in the Alley
Part 8 of the Miserable Bastards Series The streets are bright, feels like walking out into a spotlight. Feels like the volume level has gone up, like I’ve just taken off my headphones. Buses, cars, people, movement, energy. Fuck, I’m moving to a different beat. I walk over to the wall and watch the riverContinue reading “(Near) Death in the Alley”
Christmas Miracle
Part 7 of the Miserable Bastards series Mikey is returning like a conquering hero, arms high singing the Rocky theme tune.This is lost on Bam, she’s never seen it. “Alright smart arse,” she says. Frank is serving up another whisky. Suddenly there is movement at the end of the bar.Pat stands up.Wobbles.Wobbles.And down he goes.StraightContinue reading “Christmas Miracle”
Some Kind of Salvation
I don’t drink.I think about drinking some times.I think about disappearing into the city,Into the night.Into a rock and roll song.The music.The crowd.The passion.Sparks.I’ve been lost.I’ve been a fool.But the music,Is me.AndI am the music.Like a map,Back to myself.A pawn shop guitar man,But a guitar man none the less.Turn up the guitar.Make it loud.ConnectionsLit up.Me.You.Everybody.Together.SometimesContinue reading “Some Kind of Salvation”
Spirit
Slept on the couch,Slept in the bath tub,Slept on the floor,Slept in the graveyard,But,But it wasn’t my time.Wrote a letter,Wrote a song,Wrote a message,Put it in a bottle,Smashed it,Against the wall.I wrote it down and burnt it.Watched the smoke drift to the skies.I walked the street,People crossed the road,To avoid me.Wouldn’t look me in theContinue reading “Spirit”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 