Feeling all, feeling nothing well is nothing to be alarmed by, other than all the effort involved in feeling anything at all. By Jay Cool, January 2024 Image by Anja from Pixabay
Author Archives: The Silly-Savvy Salopian
Upgradable
Able and graduated, he fills up at his usual steady pace, growing and expanding to bursting point, and I know what it is to vicariously deflate. By Jay Cool, 25th December, 2023
Faster, Wireless, Connected
Being wireless and connected, I move faster along my allotted length of beingness until, finally, I reach my s l o w e n d stop. By Jay Cool, 25th December, 2023
Knotted
To be or not to be in love is to be me – knotted. By Jay Cool, 25th December, 2023
Winkleman v. Wall @ Ipswich Town FC
Suffolk Punch Comedy Club, a stand-up event on 20th July 2023 @ ITFC The official blog by freelance creative, Jay Cool So excited. Nothing kick-starts the old motor quite like punch after punch after punch of high-speed witticisms by Suffolk´s finest and funniest. Take Louie Green, the top-rated compere with a talent for identifying andContinue reading “Winkleman v. Wall @ Ipswich Town FC”
All is This
All is This This is all. All is this. This is. All. Image & text by Jay Cool, March 2023
Miseverstood
Quirky, odd, miseverstood, she clutches at the clouds that cuddle and clasp the cords that knot together the pylons that p u l l a p a r t the pieces of themselves with prancing. Words and image by Jay Cool, February 2023
The Man That is Me
The Man That Is Me Double-crumpled into U-bend,I find the man that was me,still is me – and with boots, rope and crampons –as keen as ever,I pull me up my neck and spine, finding my growing knobbles and sinking crevices peakingand troughing – perfectly purposed! Passing over the plateau of myself, I plant aContinue reading “The Man That is Me”
The Segmented Self
I slaughter the segment of myself that is so special, that at special times, it remains especially – and self-destructively – silent. by Jay Cool, December 2022
Wrong Words
I sit and smile and sit and smile but the words that leave me behind bear no witness to the me that sits and smiles. Sits and smiles. By Jay Cool, December 2022
