Dan Bowan is eating pasta and thinking about synchronicity








I understand
the concept of synchronicity – I mean my favourite movies are always brought up
in my favourite TV shows. That means I’m doing something right, right?

 


Today I ate more pasta than

any human has
ever eaten.

2 sittings of
cheesy goodness

and now I’m
‘fit to burst’, as they say.

I watch the
girl across from me nibble on salad

and sip a
thin soup.

Lightweight.

Last night as I lay awake in bed, eyes open –

my body
tired,

my mind
racing –

I thought up
an entire stand-up comedy routine.

It totalled
about 5 minutes

and it killed
them,

the whole
room, blackened

except for
small red table lights and the

single spot,
roared.

For a moment or two I considered jumping out of bed

and writing
it all down.

Unreal as
these jokes were that I had just happened upon,

they would work in real life,

I knew that
without any doubt.

But, laziness plus tiredness,

plus warmth
divided by stupidity, stayed my legs

and instead,
I closed my eyes and concentrated

on the safer
– imagined success of that fragile moment.

You can’t lose if you don’t try, I thought

as I curled
up to her warm back and ass.

And burying
my face in her neck of long brown hair

I felt a
little like a failure –

But I was at
least a warm, comfortable

failure.

* Dan Bowan lives in South East London and mainly write
prose/poetry, as well as short stories/flash fiction – some of which
have been published in
Creative Week newspaper. He adds “I
have been writing for 13-14 years and work a day job to pay the rent.
I've also performed at The Poetry Society in Betterton Street and a
couple other places.”
 

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