SAFE MIX

THIS MIX PROBABLY DESCRIBES MY TASTE MOST ACCURATELY. WEIRD BUT WILDLY ROMANTIC. DALE M

STRANGE MIX

MY ELEMENTAL STRANGENESS IS STULTIFIED IN THIS SPACE. I FEEL LIKE 16 AGAIN, LIVING WITH THE PARENTS, I LEFT HOME AT 16… ENOUGH SAID. THEY WERE YOUNG THEN, YET COULD NOT ACCEPT THAT I COULD NOT LIVE A NORMAL LIFESTYLE, IT LITERALLY CHOKED ME. AND HERE I AM AGAIN, 63, ANXIOUSLY TOKING OUT OF THE

GEM MIX

A PRAYER FOR THE PERSON I USED TO BE…HALF A LIFETIME AGO, SETTING STONES BY THE MILLION IN GOLD AND SILVER, STUCK IN THE COMPANY OF GREY MEN AND DREAMING OF THE WORLD OUTSIDE. I GOT THERE. EVENTUALLY. DALE M

NOTHING MIX

I’VE ALWAYS BEEN PLAGUED WITH A DEEP SENSE OF ENNUI… BUT THIS IS DIFFERENT. IN THE PAST I COULD BREAK IT WITH DISGRACEFUL ACTS OF DEFIANCE. I COULD TAKE MATTERS INTO MY OWN HANDS. TODAY, I CAN BARELY STAND UP. MY BODY IS BROKEN AND ONLY THE CHILL AIR OF BLOODY MINDEDNESS KEEPS ME FROM

COLD TURKEY MIX

EASTER MONDAY ALWAYS FEELS LIKE COLD TURKEY TO ME… AT LEAST IT WAS WHEN WE WERE STILL ONE… YEAH THAT WAS A GOOD TIME, NAKED ALL WEEKEND, THE MATTRESS IN THE LOUNGE, WATCHING BOX SET OF TWIN PEAKS, GETTING HIGH AND DOING UNMENTIONABLE THINGS TO ONE ANOTHER. THEN COMING DOWN ON MONDAY, TO BE CLEAN

HAPPY EASTER

FROM MY TWO BEST GIRLS… AND ME. DALE M

SWEET MIX

TIMES LIKE THIS IS MISS HAVING HUNDREDS OF GRANDPARENTS, NOW ALL GONE SADLY, CANT REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I HAD AND EASTER EGG… DALE M

CHILD MIX

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE. DALEM

MIRROR MIX

THROUGH A MIRROR FAINTLY I don’t see the mirror image as me. an imposter has used and abused my image. stolen the glad lines and furrowed them with mascara, can’t even picture the truth… it’s a mystery where I begin and you end. dalem

MISS MIX

FELL ASLEEP AT 6PM WOKE UP 10PM, COMPLETELY MISSED THE VILLA GAME. DEVASTATED. DALEM