Back home for a few days.Going for a beer. The pub we started our pub crawls in is now flats.The bar we met in is now a nursery.The place we went for our first date is too. Whole town gave up the booze.Started making babies.Cut out the middle part. Must be something in the water.Continue reading “Hometown Blues”
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Night Shift
Eddie drove down the main road, music playing loud. He was sure he was the only guy in Ayrshire playing 90s rock down the back roads. Definitely the only one still using CDs. What was it they called his favourite bands now? Classic rock. Fuck off. Jean had been saying,“Why not just go the wholeContinue reading “Night Shift”
Two Ghosts
The waiter brought the mug from the front bar, just like the singer had requested: half full of white wine. The crowd was different through here, the buzz of the front bar seemed another world. He left the mug by the piano and smiled at the singer. She was sitting by the window, singing aboutContinue reading “Two Ghosts”
Blue
Part One The light is fading out,The shadows have a new lease of life.I cough once, twice.I sound like a motorcycle engine starting up.I breathe in deep,Fuck.Fuck this. The day never started.I’ve slept.Not much else. My lungs feel like concrete.Every breath is a battle.Wearing me down.Wearing me out. Got the lights down low. I tookContinue reading “Blue”
Lighting Fires
Walking through the station.All human life is here.Someone is playing piano.Drawing a crowd.Keep moving.Gordon street,Summer light.People everywhere.Music playing across the road.Couple arguing on the corner.Making my way through the crowd.Light of the living.Am I just getting older?Time without reason.Or purpose.But the days that rustHaven’t got me yet. The lonely spot, where you watched them walkContinue reading “Lighting Fires”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 