luke otley | MY TROUBLED MIND

I’m outside, on the corner slate flower bed purple as burst plum, conjures mother, leant, exhausted on the speckled countertop, jousting …

I was aiming for 5min portraits but I ended up going a bit longer… Definitely a really good exercise and …

The relationship between this desk, these keys, that glass bottle there, touchable things, reassuring in the way they push against …

Something about you broke my heart. Something subtle stung me in the way you moved around that pond in the brick …

You were always petite, with your thirteen inch screen sometimes I had to squint to catch the fine print, though …

These days I hurry to keep myself in sight. Profile glances into restaurant windows often whisper me warnings. Ripples and …

You bastard you bastard, you predator gnawing at my sock – there’s flesh under there, blood skin nerves and pain, …

Your skin tweaks as if to the scuttle of a beetle’s touch, and the window is stuttering in the manner …

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The Streets – 21/07/16 (No eraser)

Every time you hiccup it sounds like I’ve pulled the plug on the heroine of a horror flick just as …

As the years drain away from all of us, poems too pass into the past. Sometimes you just have to …

As the years drain away from all of us, poems too pass into the past. Sometimes you just have to …

Yes, it is broken, but isn’t the world just a bric-a-brac of busted parts, layer on layer of confused movement, …

I’m pulled up and out to the noise by the fist of my chest, bed clothes like tangled sculptures in …

My bathroom window is unsure that he is, in fact, a window. My bathroom window has realised that unlike other …

Our burdens crackle off our backs like claps of thunder over wheat silver to the moon, patterns of stem floundering …

Why is it that whenever I want to catch a flight another bird comes tumbling down and no one ever …

I dreamed a dozen dreams with my knees brought up propped against the steering wheel, my bladder taut, same as …