Stuff Outside

Like looking out through our window I does. Looking out I sometimes wonders to myself what it must be like trying to get past all the stuff on the sidewalk. Bit of an adventure I suspects. There's been complaints I's telling you. Bruised knees is popular. Letters from council has finally stopped though. Owner'll be pleased when I sees him. Still; we never has customers, so looking out the window gives me something to do while I wait to answer the landline and pass on the message. Doesn't really explain why he has all the stuff outside on the sidewalk though does it? Can't help wondering where it all comes from to be honest.

Steve Coel

Stryd Fawr / Stryd Uchel ( 2021 )

Steve Coel

Detour

It's the duty of the blind man to show us all the way and daughters of the richer man to make us want to stay, the seeker of the truth who fights against his will, it's a great leap into darkness for us all.

A Memory for Bukowski

I watch you throw your legs out of the car, on the passenger side, on to the sidewalk. Straight into the path of the local blind beggar I watch you kick away his stick, steal his money and take a dig with your shank. I watch you step back into the car and drive away the poorer man.

Steve Coel

Steve Coel

Heavenly Session

Extract1

See the old guy in corner; Doghead is what we calls him because Doghead is what he likes being called. Main reason being he's always on about times either had dogs or raced them or something like that. Was coming here before I took over like, so could be different reason. Anyway. Always in corner spot, always drinks steady like; for an old timer...no problem...

Extract 2

Been watching it all go down, not seen it this bad before. Somebody is going to win, somebody always does. But; if you has winners you has losers too, just natural like. I ain't a loser. Will always win me. Always.

Steve Coel

About four characters and their responses to the same threat.

From Tin Collector

Steve Coel

Owl Eye Brown / Shadows

With a stick on smile all owl eye brown, the young girl looks down long avenues of car metal gutter full with wish and dream. Meantimes, her tattered boyfriend ( in his hastily bought clothes ) hustles shadow money from grey figures in barely lit parks. 

Steve Coel

In the nick of time power station reflection you upgrade another dog end and once again check the hidden shank in your Clink Hotel grey. Long times are short here, because outside nobody stands still and your daily routine is now dictated by the coded message of engine, animal and whistle and by shadows that appear and disappear on park borders.

Steve Coel

Steve Coel