By Ailish Annie James

Falling to Bits

I masturbated mindlessly to the violence on the screen. It was a report of some tragic bombings somewhere far away from here. My wife was depressed upstairs while I pumped to the reporter’s emotionless voice reporting factual deaths, in a factual reality. My wife hadn’t fucked me since she went on the tablets the doctors…

nothing

what does it mean to stroll down cobbled roads with processed words to have money then lose it to have friends lovers exes cousins aunts grandparents mothers fathers and then lose them like losing the change from a tenner after buying a pack of cigarettes to have recycled friends recycled lovers recycled thoughts time is…