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Traction

To not attract the reactive type is to be nudged across the void and into the surety of old, wrinkly and non-tractable. By Jay Cool, January 2024 Image by Pexels from Pixabay

What it is to Be

To be or not is hardly the choice that according to some is the be or the not to be that it is to be. By Jay Cool, January 2024 Image by Rudy and Peter Skitterians from Pixabay

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

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

The Divine Right of Monarchs?

Just how long is a person expected to glue themselves to the box today? And is it socially acceptable to shift oneself from the settee to tackle the overgrown lawn? Will my neighbours complain if I get happy with a strimmer? Do neighbours generally complain when a spot of gardening takes precedence over the funeralContinue reading “The Divine Right of Monarchs?”