A waste of intellect, yours and mine. Would you like help with your packing? Do you have a club card? How are you today? Insult the staff. Insult the customers. Tesco. Every fucking bit dumbs you down.
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January 15, 2010
Snow
By Collin Bay in lettersI can’t stand it, I can’t stand it. I’m going to snap. Not the weather. Me. It rains down from the sky. The children are traumatised. Why don’t the government install fans to blow it away? Why? It’s all too much for me to take… PS. That article in the Guardian newspaper about Radiation was […]
October 18, 2009
Retail Hell Outlet
By Collin Bay in lettersIt’s Monday. I feel tired. Think I’ll change my jeans tonight. Steph says that I should change them more often as they smell. This from a woman who talks about saving the planet. All the clothes glow due to the large amounts of whitener in the washing liquid. The washing machine is on 24/7. I’m […]
October 13, 2009
Social gathering
By Collin Bay in lettersDear Laura & Craig Thanks for Sunday night. I had a brilliant time. It’s been a long time since I was set free, and allowed to talk to other people. I don’t know why but I am viewed in general as being quite mad. There’s nowt funny as folk I suppose! I loved the veggie […]
September 27, 2009
Fitting in
By Collin Bay in poetrySporadic delivery. Tripping out words he cannot control. Disjoint thought, firing memories, causing the delivery of words in a none sequential sequence. Sentences no longer contain the formal grammar. No I, we he she it or the full stops. There is no full stop. He’s talking concepts, prime words linking to other prime words. He […]