Life has a funny way of fucking you for such a long time that you can't tell puppy from wolf then unexplainably leaving you alone to your own morally dubious machinations, not even leaving you a nonsensical letter or changing the lock just pulling you out of the abyss and leaving you just south of … Continue reading Never mind the wine here’s the whiskey
Iconically us
Fortunately I've never been a sucker for happy ends, the fade to black since in life it's bullshit. A Hollywood born abortion that somehow can't fall off the silver screen amidst the fumes of the highway. Though I do know that out there, amidst the sun is that love is a fucking beauty: the hangovers, … Continue reading Iconically us
Loathing la vida loca
I'm on holiday, the memos gone and the planes left now its time to get drunk on Warren Zevon and high on meaningful prose I bang out whilst I watch a loved one swim, the only happiness I've had in a long time and in truth the only happiness you'll ever need. Take that from … Continue reading Loathing la vida loca
Devil at seven
In life there are many things they tell you and then there are the things they don't tell you. By the end of it the excuse is I ran out of ink and time. As slowly but surely the clock is ticking and the generation of swine has arrived- laconically charged mutants high on teen … Continue reading Devil at seven
The days of our lives
I write this amidst the backdrop of Bryan Adams summer of '69. Now its the fear, despair, corruption and filth that makes me write for I witness and live through those things on a daily basis and without it I'd be so doggone lonesome. And if didn't have those things I'd melt with anyone of you I … Continue reading The days of our lives
Buy the bye
Take these words, to your heart, your bones, wherever their best suited basically as they might just be worth something on a long and winding round where the lights are blinding and the heartbreaks unforgiving. Now most people have seen too many romantic dreams explode and never implode. But when it gets to their slither of the … Continue reading Buy the bye
Silver screen dreams
There are dreamers with dreams so big that in this world we shrug them off as meaningless nobody's simply fleeing from their primitive minds, they suffer the same way as most modern artists do nowadays. Since we view artists as painters not understanding that artists can be writers of prose. Now once we get that … Continue reading Silver screen dreams
Aroma of madness
In a world of meaningless labels I realised that the mad ones are the ones for me. These vagabonds can turn the sanest of white collar workers into a walking LSD pill of self-destruction. Ironically these human mutants can sometimes be the cure to an unbearable writers block, since you are finally far from the … Continue reading Aroma of madness
A crazy little thing called life
Now I can't turn a shitstorm into a wedding, all before the part where you hate my guts until hell freezes over (I hope I'm there for that actually) it might be my fault that you didn't read the memo though. I'm an often casual guy in an often love-stricken world. Now stick that on you're fridge! … Continue reading A crazy little thing called life
Loathing and locks
After years of looking through the back door, the gap slowly widening, time ticking and the tap dripping I realised it was time to walk out through the front door. And would you believe it was locked. Now just left to learn harsh lessons and mistakes that could only be made by either the lost … Continue reading Loathing and locks
Ben Brizell 