How Are You Feeling Now?

Storey Art.

How Are You Feeling Now?

1/5/22

Sleepless nights. Despair. Pictures are all I can feel. Looking for the answers, patch my wounds, I'll be licking them.

Only when you're older, you'll understand. A reason to stay. Answers… Bandages prepared. This was an accident. A gamble on your heart. Home, what is home. Let me be. I’m just waiting for a chance to come. All that you are. That’s all I think. So take me away.

Punishment. Just like a friend. Here we go world. Another wound another story. Punishment, through my window, just like a friend. Content.

Find the cold up the park and breathe, with a push I sing. Better than me. Better. Y’know it better. Hear my voice. So listen in the destruction. It’s all around us. It carves another story, Let it be. Find man.

I wonder if anywhere is open. I got a letter and I've to send proof there, i’ll be off to the post office soon. I see you’ve got a lot of money. Raised!

I don't wanna know, shut me off. A bottle of Irn Bru, a cup of tea when I get home. Waste my time on the sofa, Watch the sun turn to night. And deconstruct myself once more. Watching things build in my routine. Watch them disappear. Find the light in what I have.

Gripped to the other world, punished. Let go. Well look at me now. It’s not so bad. A walk down the High Street. It’s not so bad. Cut you open.

Sing. Neck wear bought. Medicate him. And if it makes you feel better. I'm the unpredictable. Touching fingertips. I’ll fall asleep soon… I can’t seem to sleep anymore. A diamond falling. Cut the bandage with plastic scissors. So long… Lately, do you feel better when I'm gone?

A letter from the church, addressed. What remains is what is rested in velvet. Alone and IT found in a charity shop. I wanna know what we're fighting for. I wanna know what I've become. Pressures of blood rising.

I’ll go insane. Find my vitality. Rest my bones. Form my blood. Most of the time, it gets better. I was beautiful.

Arran Storey.

Digital Photograph.

Dimensions.

4096 x 2730