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Dead Man Writing

I cried today and I have not in years. Long ago, I lost the will to cry for my earthly life. For this body is just a faulty spark plug in a defective...

QUOTA OF LUST

Light-hearted poem
Cherry

Mr. Bax And The Five-Cow Wife

Fictional travel story from Gambia

Bells and Other Sorrows, X

Final departure

The Great Tile Race

True tale of kitchen renovation mishap

Minifesto

A manifesto in support of the small. A poem.

The Earth Destructors

A SCI-FI TALE FROM THE MIND OF MY 8 YR OLD SON.

At the End

the end of a love

25 Liberty Way

A forecourt worker seeks an escape from his dead end life.

British Knights

History repeats itself, in a different way...

The Thinker

A psychologist did diagnose me with Asperger's. Actually, I don't put too much stock in psychogolists or any of this society's authorities. But there...
Cherry

My brother Darren

He dreams a lot

constant calls

Nature poem

Never wake up

Dreams are lies...

The Windmill

The Windmill by Neil McCall The windmill died, sail by rotting sail; too far from London and the money chase, racked by every gale which scoured...

UNSPOKEN LOVE

Poem written on 12 August 2002

INNUENDO

Let's play innuendo.

Love minus me.

Written during a very grey midweek afternoon whilst I should have been working. I have no idea what influenced this. I have no idea what it is about.
Cherry

I don't want to hate Scunthorpe

When I drive past the steelworks I put my middle finger in the air and wave it like a windscreen wiper. I don't want to hate Scunthorpe there are...

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