HI DUDES


YOU SEE IN 2004 I THOUGHT THAT THE ENGLISH MEDICAL DRAMAS HOLBY CITY AND CASUALTY WERE

THE GATEWAY TO HEAVEN, OR NIRVANA, AND IN 2003 I WAS IN A PLAY THAT WAS SUCCESSFUL, AND

WE HAD TO SCRIPT IN HAND, WHICH I FOUND COOL, I AM LEARNING WITH THE SCRIPT OUT OF HAND, BUT I PREFER

TO PLAY COOL AND ACTIVE ROLES, ONLY BECAUSE OF THE WAY MY SCHITZOPHRENIA IS, I CAN’T FOCUS

I DID WELL LAST YEAR IN THE PLAY, CAUSE I ONLY HAD SHORT FUN ROLES, YOU CAN MAKE A LOT OF MONEY ON SHORT

ROLES, I KNOW, A LOT OF PEOPLE PREFER THE PROFESSIONAL LOOK, AND THAT IS WHY I DON’T THINK I AM

THE YOUNG DUDE LEVEL, I LIKE BEING AND LOOKING YOUNG, DUDES, BUT, I WOULD PREFER TO JUST BE IN FUN PLAYS

SO I CAN SAY, I KNOW, MY STORIES ARE WORTHY OF BEING PUT IN A PLAY, AND I REALLY WANT TO GET MY STORIES

ON THE STAGE AND SCREEN, YOU SEE, I HAVE STORIES LIKE CAPTURED IN THE PSYCH WARD AND RAINBOW VILLAGE

AND ALSO TABITHA ALL GROWN UP AND THE ALLAN FAMILY STORY, AND I WOULD ESPECIALLY LOVE THE COOPERS

BECAUSE I USED TO PLAY THAT IN MY BEDROOM, AND IT’LL BE RADICAL TO SEE THAT BEING ON SCREEN OR STAGE

YOU CAN SEE MANY STORIES ON HELLO POETRY UNDER JOHNNY GEORGIE BROWN AND WRITERS CAFE UNDER WRITER JOE

AND CHECK MY FACE BOOK PAGE, BRIAN ALLAN WITH A **** KIDS GAOL TAPESTRY AS THE PROFILE, MIND YOU

I THINK THAT THE **** KIDS GAOL WOULD BE A GREAT SHOW TO BE ACTED OUT, I AM NOT READY TO DIE YET

I AM AN ARTIST AND WRITER AND YOUTUBE PARTNER, YOU SEE, I NEED TO EXPLAIN, THAT I SHOULD STAY

WITH CATHOLIC CARE AND MENTAL HEALTH, BECAUSE, I AM READY FOR THAT, AND I AM READY TO CHALLENGE MYSELF

AT THINGS, I WILL FIND FUN IN THIS BODY, BUT FOR THE REAL PROFESSIONAL ACTING, I WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR MY

NEXT LIFE AFTER I DIE, I JUST WANTED THE WORLD TO KNOW ME, AND I AM DOING THAT THROUGH YOUTUBE, AND

HOW MUCH PEOPLE DISAGREE WITH ME, I PERSONALLY THINK THAT WHEN I DO SHOWS, WHERE I AM READING MY SCRIPT

FROM THE COMPUTER, OR FROM A BOOK, I LOOK GREAT, AND MAYBE I CAN DO VOICE OVER, AN ACTOR DOES THE PERSON,

I PLAY HIS VOICE, AND I CAN HAVE FUN DOING THAT, I LIKE WATCHING THE SHAYTARDS AND I GOT THE INSPIRATION FROM THEM

TO DO A TAPESTRY ON THE NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS WINNING THE SUPERBOWL, NO I AM NOT SHY, BUT WAS WHEN I WAS YOUNG

AND I PREFER TO STAY IN MY COMFORT ZONE, AND I AM DOING IGNITE, THIS YEAR, AND OTHER EVENTS LIKE POETRY SLAMS AND

POETRY NIGHTS, AND HOPEFULLY, I GET GET A FEW OF MY LATEST TAPESTRIES, TO GO ON SHOW AT THE BCC GALLERY ON MENTAL HEALTH

WEEK, NO I HAVE CONFIDENCE THAT I CAN MAKE SOME MONEY ON MY STORIES MAKING IT BIG, I JUST HAVE TO GET STARTED, MY PROBLEM IS

I NEED TO STOP TRYING TO BE A KID, I AM 45, I CAN DO ANYTHING I PUT MU MIND TOO,

SEE MY LATEST YOUTUBE VIDEOS ON AAA YOUTUBE TV

I AM MOVING THE RAIDERS SHOW TO AAA YOUTUBE TV, AQND I WILL KEEP AARON CLAYTON, CAUSE THAT IS HOW I GOT STARTED

I PROBABLY ******* A FEW CONSERVATIVE ADULTS IN MY OLDS PLAY, BUT I WAS DELLUSIONAL AND SCARED OF THE LIMELIGHT

BUT I FEEL, THAT SCRIPT IN HAND IS FINE, IT WAS FUN LAST YEAR WITHOUT THE SCRIPT, BUT I HAVE A LOT OF STORIES AND ART

ONLINE, I NEED TO BE UNDERSTOOD, I NEED TO BE LIKED, I HAVE CHANGED MY FORMAT FOR BREAKFAST SHOW WITH MARCO AND SUSIE

READING NEWS TELLING JOKES OFF THE INTERNET, I AM TRYING TO BE FAMOUS, AND ON SOME YOUTUBE SHOWS, I AM FAMOUS

THE BRATAYLEYS ARE ANOTHER YOUTUBE SHOW I WATCH AS WELL, THEY ARE FUNNY, RELITIVELY LIKE ME

I AM A FAMOUS FAMILY PERSON, WHO WANTS TO PARTY, AND WHEN I DO MY PLAYS, I HAVE PIZZA FOR DINNER,


WOW, I AM A REAL CELEBRITY ALREADY

I recall the wonder of discovery and
The awesome Technicolor  
When you , taking me in your hand,
Perplexed the monarch of my affections  
And I was a spinster no longer

My cataracts bent themselves rectangle
As you made primetime of my matinee
Made me pixellated  

The world was square
And the Sky without limits
When I moved you into my private chamber

The pause button, having broken
Made us live in the moment  

Every sound wave a fluttering falsetto
That we dare not turn the channel over

You came to me in flat format
But you were the set top box of times now gone
I longed to open you up
And absorb your teletext- the sonnets of old

Primetime was a kaleidoscope
As I lay there in bed with you, my precious television
Suddenly this slim rectangular riddle, when switched on,
was a philanthropist without shackles  
The infinite gift that kept on giving

Mid-way through Holby City
20:20
Vision slipping
I lay there captivated by the elements of some fictional dame
And her fiery mane as it lights up the screen
The screen flickered 24 frames per second
And with it I slip into a familiar abyss

Ah, the reassuring comfort of my companion  
And how you lulled me to sleep  

Every press of the remote was a celebration of my admiration
Groping and clinging to it like some wilting tradition  

Night after night you kept me company
Breathing warmth and pointing your aerial towards me
As I begged Mr Murdoch to
Open my eyes and fill me with information

Nothing dared distract me from you
Though there are those that tried
Those who found themselves muted

I was glued
And when the schedules faded to shopping or teletext
I’d switch you off
And listen to you on standby
How your heavy breathing would soothe me

The red on/off light that burns brightly into the night
Lets me know that you are alive

I hide the remote from prying eyes
Beneath the pillow that, on top, sit’s the TV guide
My encyclopaedia to the stars  

How you have pleased me endlessly  
Illuminating me
Filling me with light

I swift you off and reach for the plug
When suddenly a shock of electricity runs through my body
I feel it in my bones
You are possessive
It reminds me that I am alive

End