Summers

Dirty mindsbreed dirty scoundrelsin the baking summerthey stew and simmer. I open my eyes in springand scream for my motherwhile a dirty mouth breathesthe promise of next summer. Would you botherif I said I didn’t want this?Would you save mefrom backyards and gardens?From barbeque fumesand dehydration?From sunburnt necksand not enough ice cream? Dirt is allContinue reading “Summers”

March Updates

I haven’t posted on here since October 2023! My life as an author and artist has, for the most part, been put on hold since then. I’ve written the odd poem and short story, but overall my attention has been diverted to other parts of my life. That’s not to say I didn’t take myselfContinue reading “March Updates”

The Statue That Could See

The Statue is looking at me or am I looking at the Statue? Impossible to say. Certainly, the Statue has eyes, eyes that follow, eyes that chase, eyes that will never leave me. I’ve been here many times before in this hall of oppressive stone. Statues surround me but only one has my heart. IContinue reading “The Statue That Could See”

A Farewell to Summer

Under the sky of teal and cottonthe magpies danceon fences and treesas dew drips from garden weedsI listen out for Summerwho’s on her way home. A humid breeze as the clock strikes noonI fall in love with the frost of dead years,sweet scents tease my lungswith the promise of Summerbut my old lover is lost,stuckContinue reading “A Farewell to Summer”

Update: October 2023

It’s been a while since I did any writing, except for today. The last project I was working on was a novel/novella (as of yet undecided) titled Polite Society, which explores class bias and stereotypes ingrained in British society. I began writing it with all guns ablazing in September, which quickly staggered to a haltContinue reading “Update: October 2023”

Another New Beginning

I’ve only been living in London for 4 months now, and already we have moved from the initial flat we were living in. We have moved to a co-living space only a stone’s throw from central London, which I’m hoping will be a good opportunity to network and also an inspiring space to write, createContinue reading “Another New Beginning”

Rats

ratsoutside my doorratsinside my mindclawing, diningupon my feeble brain ratsin my hairratsunder sheetsnibbling, dribblingupon my eyes ratsin the streetratson the trainstifling, killingthe remnants of this brain ratsin the toiletratsin the fridgeimbuing, bakingevery inch of my flesh © Davey Cobb 2023 All Rights Reserved

To Lose Oneself Until Death

It’s easy to lose oneself,the challenge is to find him,when all about him tremblesit is easy to lose your way. The world is loud, obnoxious,distracts at every turn,despite the fate you yearnthe way is blocked with brambles. Entangled in your status,you sprint and spit, aimless,the yellow brick road obscuredas you wander off, clueless. Diverted byContinue reading “To Lose Oneself Until Death”