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

Cataclysm

16th January 2015
Lincoln
By Becki Ashton

DRAFT 1

My zeppelin led the solders

Into the purple deep

Pacific Ocean turned to fire

A Queen lost to the depths

I had to fight to win the star

Kiss the dark angels hand

Ruled Britannia with spears

Cradled the filth that ran

Rolling stones obliterated

I beat mankind with tools

Black night, no Sabbath

As the darkness took over

The cult empowered the dead

Existence lost the cure