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

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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”

Hours

19th March 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton
DRAFT 1

Hours drag. They drag like bottom. Scraping. Pulling. Wadding through time. They drag. They pull. They drag. Drag. Drag and drag some more. Why does time fly at the wrong time. Time. Wrong. Time is always wrong. Why does the time disappear before your eyes, before your very eyes when your among friends. With your family. In someones arms. On holiday. When the sun is perfect. Where everything is perfect. Why does it go. Don’t go. Please don’t go. Gone. Hours go forever. Never seen again. Never heard again, seen or heard. Heard or seen. Again. Ever again. Forever. Gone. Gone. Forever. Boredom strikes. It strikes like acid to the heart. Bored. Beyond bored. Bored. Tored. Fraud. Making up words. Gawd. Smawd. Delord. Lord. Lord. Demon lord. God. Lord. Bored. What else to do but wait. Wait for that moment for the good times. But it goes too fast. Too fast to notice, or not to notice to notice or notice it noticing you noticing the time going way too fast. Then it’s over again. Hours drag. They drag all the time. Dragging. Dragger. Drags. Drag queen. Drag drag hours dragging. Why oh why do hours drag. Again and again until they again not to drag until again is happening no more, again is never ending. Again. Again and again.