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All is This

All is This This is all. All is this. This is. All. Image & text by Jay Cool, March 2023

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

Wordinary

Words. Ordinary things that do the extraordinary. Copyright owned by Jay Cool

People Think

People Think People think, I think, but think I – what they think about me, probably, doesn`t matter. That is, if I even think about what they think about me at all. Copyright of text owned by Jay Cool, 9th September, 2021 Image by Prawny from Pixabay

Swan Takes A Stand

Is it me, or does this swan look more like a coat peg than it looks like itself? Okay, so it is just me who sees this!

Territorial

Fearless, oblivious, free from awareness of the gaze of the camera lens, it checks out it`s territory for intruders that matter. Copyright of text and photograph owned by Jay Cool, 6th September, 2021 Please read, enjoy and review further posts by Jay Cool: Mutation Microspread

A Nodding Acquaintance

He nods. She nods back, unsure. Does he know her? Does she know him? He looks familiar, doesn`t he? Still, she`s not sure. Still, she would feel better, more certain, if only, he had left her with – before he passed on by – sure, if only he had left her with the surety ofContinue reading “A Nodding Acquaintance”

Of Most Concern

Of Most Concern It concerns me, mostly, that of most concern is my concern that most of us have no concern for the concerns of others whatsover, insomuch as that, mostly, most of us have no concern whatsoever about being the cause of those concerns. And that really does, and inordinately so, concern me. CopyrightContinue reading “Of Most Concern”