22nd August 2017
Nottingham
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
Sheep are pure evil
Demons in fluffy white coats
Burn them to the ground
Chill
17th February 2017
Nottingham
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
Ever icy chill on the autumn leaves
those white crisp layers of cold
not just covering what is new
but hiding away the old!
Heaven
23rd October 2015
Nottingham
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
As I laid in his arms
His warmth surrounded me
I whispered in his ear
If heaven is real
This would be it.
Red
27th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
the fire burns
twists
and melts
away the shards
of hatred
death
life
love
gone
and burnt
You are
13th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
You are
the only
exception
to me.
You are
the one
I live
breathe for.
You are
the only
reason
I smile
I laugh
I forgive.
You are
my only
exception.
Look Up
13th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
Don’t let your eyes turn square
from the endless blink-less text
that prays on your weak mind
and fills your thoughts full of doubt
—
Don’t let the sadness and social mind fuck
take the beautiful that is around you
that cranial descention of head tilt
and the chit-ta chat-ta of fingers on screens
—
Take your thumb off the on button
and look up into mother earth’s design
breathe in the air and stare at the birds
that fly high above your head and house
—
Let the world see you, so you can see it back
don’t let news, politics and debate pull you in
down into a pit of depression and anxiety
take your hands off and just look up
—
Drones
11th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
Drones
Office drones and what not
smudged white board pen
crumbs stuck in the carpet
green squares
drones
crisp 8mm paper
layered
with stats and figures
endless
drones
office drones
nude colours
crimpled blazers
and grey trousers
oil stains on shoes
rusty Ford
18 years old
hairy fingers
stubble and beards
cereal hidden within
Your standard office pen
black
ball point
with a chewed lid
scribble
drone
scribble
drone
scribble
drone
drone
drones
—
The Nodding Man
11th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
“Umm, yes. I see. Yeah…Yeah”
He nods
He agrees
He smiles and looks up
He writes and agrees
“Oh yes, ummm, of course, yeah”
He writes
He looks
He breathes in and writes
He agrees and nods
What did they say?
He didn’t hear it
Wait, what?
…..he nods, agrees, smiles….”yeah”
Jobs
11th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
Uni. 3 years. Uni. Graduate. Throw the hats in the air. London. Placement. Advertising. Blue Hive. Buzz. Extended. Freelance. Microsoft. Unemployed. Job centre. ‘Envlops’. Idiots. Sales. Quit. Bastards. Internship. PR. Furniture. 3 months. Completed. Jobless. New job. Property. Marketing. Evil boss. New best friend. Hate. Quit. Better job. Or so I thought. It wasn’t. Stuck up. Posh. Twats. Grrr. Fashion. Short term. Lame. Ended. Unemployed. Unemployed. Shit. Alone. Found one. Accepted. Education. Events. Marketing. PR. Team. Busy. Love it. Flare. Flare. Awesome. Maternity. Ending. Panic. Council. Contract. Boring. Goverment. Boring. Yawn! Head hunted. Smile. Going for it. Game changer. Nervous. Interview. Crazy. Opps. Offered on the spot. Thrilled. Excited. Over the god damn moon. Moon. Crazy. Wolf. Dream job. Nailed it. Happy. So happy. Beyond happy. Over the top happy. Happy. Just Happy. Happy
—
Cake Meeting
11th August 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1
—
If a meeting doesn’t
have cake
It’s not a fucking
meeting
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