Category Archives: Poetry

is a dirty job
and i can’t do it

Do They Owe Us An Appearance On Status Anxiety?

Posted on July 4, 2004 by @ndy

Huh. ABC Television. Status Anxiety. 10:13pm (or thereabouts). Sunday, 4 July, 2004. There I am, watching Alain de Botton waxing lyrical — or, alternatively, clarifying our values in an ultimate way — thinking ‘But Alain, don’t you think I could … Continue reading →

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Beasley Street

Posted on June 10, 2004 by @ndy

“beasley street” far from crazy pavements …the taste of silver spoons a clinical arrangement …on a dirty afternoon where the fecal germs of mr. freud …are rendered obsolete the legal term is null and void in the case of… beasley … Continue reading →

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