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Set in London

This story of one man's struggle to end capitalism, was topical as recently as three years ago.

Roy Meets God

Roy finds his routine of tedium interrupted by God, who wants Roy dead.

Disrupted

DISRUPTED Afraid to search my heart Afraid of the nakedness of my soul Caught up in love's whirlpool My structured life has gone Miserably awry A...

The Way it Must Be

The Way it Must Be I lie on my bed at night And stare at the ceiling Wondering why you won't Let yourself love me But that's just my silly heart...

Aftermath

THE AFTERMATH In the aftermath of our frenzied lovemaking A wave of indifference washes over me As I look into your mind's eye And I am greeted with...

Untitled Soliloquy

Untitled Soliloquy Angry, hurt, disappointed That's how I feel About what you're doing to me Remember me? The one you said may be "the one" The one...

Special Friends

Special Friends "Special friends" we say? What does that mean? What exactly do "special friends" do" I need us to: Spell it out, Talk it out, Work it...

Before You

Before You Before you I couldn't really express me. My desires, My hopes, My dreams, My fears. Before you, I was an anachronism In a superficial...

Never Before

Never Before You have released a well within me Never before have my poems Known such unabashed expression I need you, want you, love you, hate you...

Viewpoint

I heard the young girls Whispering as I came home tonight "That's the nice lady" one said "She hasn't got any kids" said the other.

How dare you

How dare you Mr Spot Perch yourself Right on the end of my nose How dare you I HATE YOU! What right have you To ruin my day To make me look away When...

Legionnaire in La Treille

A misunderstanding in Provence

ONE and Only

Looking for that special person&;#063;

Everyday

where will it end

Aerial Echoes

Mother in Law encounters a ghost

Mr Slush Puppy and the Fairground Civil War

Temporary jobs (and "Together" inspiration point)

Course Open For Play

The first three days of my Pitch n' Putt Journal

X) Drive

Dream Car

Man Beast

it depends on the moon

What day is it&;#063;

I feel so tired and broken Like a vinyl that fell behind the bed Gathering dust until it's remembered Events pierce through me Instead of moulding me...

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