Friday, 10 February 2012

The Lovers on Wee Fictions - Gordon Urquhart

Lost the plot

Heard you laughing,
Climbing the stairwell with Ewan
West Maitland St. on a sunny afternoon
Your freckled shoulder
White banded, I would rest my head there for 20 years
And counting…

But now I think you’ve lost the plot
we should get shot of these kids and live in a barge in the Midi or

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Gordon Urquhart is a Scoattish Heelander living in Zambia, where his short attention span attracts less attention. He likes making wee films about animals, portmanteau electronic music, his children, Inverness Caley Thistle, history and the bittersweet prospect of the death of capitalism. Though she gets irritated by his sarcasm, he loves his wife. He thinks he isn't nearly sarcastic enough.

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