Storey Art.
I'll Follow You Down.
4/7/22
I’ll Follow You Down.
“It’s always a good vibe.” is what a local said today down the High Street. He was stood outside the new sweetie shop. “Save your breath.” is what another said to the local outside the store. I was walking along the High Street and I thought “I know just what I need.” I felt jolly, I had to top up my electric.
A man was medicated. He crashed his car in the woods. There was screams nobody could understand. He had owned a library the NHS had said. And they said it could be important information for the services.
When he got to the hospital he said to the nurse “How does it feel?” People marvelled. And they said you have my undecided trust. “Just stare.” I said “wish yourself away with these.”
When I got back from topping up the electric. I got a cup of tea and went through the mail. There was an advert for the new sweetie shop in Hawick. My mum came through and said have you heard about that issue in the south. “Awwh yeah there was a car crash in the woods mum.” “Yeah that was it.” “He died.” She went away.
I got kinda thoughtful wondering to myself. I thought was the man nice did he have a family did he care. I thought to myself what it’d be like to die, I started to dream… I wondered about a chat in heaven, I'll be here and you’ll tell me i'm in on it. I thought robbed at last minute, and then I have to fall back to earth. That's where I twitched and my filters fell of the sofa and my ash dropped from my cigarette. My phone rang. And I said Hi…
Along the Albert Road there was a threat for another fall. There was a gathering, and a local shouted. “I wanted to show you something.” “This is a problem.” another said. Another had to say, “I think something was real heard, something you can see and touch. I think that’s the issue.” “Creation is an act of sheer will.” “Life will find a way.”
When I got of the phone, my mum had said to me we’ve been asked to babysit this weekend. I said “Awwh alright.” She said “They got a new mortgage, and they have to go sign the papers on the friday then there setting off for a weekend away.” “Why do they always have to go bigger?” “I think it’ll be cute son.” “We cant keep her hear forever, can we?”... “Tell her to call me up sometime.”
“And I felt it.”
“I watched you run.”
“Im stuck.”
“The same mistakes are waiting to be made.”
Arran Storey.
Digital Photograph
6 x 4
Storey Art.
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