Read

On Returning Home

After seven-and-half-hours, all conversation had dried up. The freeway however, continued to pound out below us relentlessly, mile after mile. Up-front my parents sat rigidly, eyes trained on the unreachable horizon ahead.

Eleanor Crosses: Lincoln

Though we had not yet slept since arriving in Nottingham and leaving Nottingham My master bids me watch his wife, the dry flesh of his wife, while he busies himself with I don't know what. His wife, the lady Eleanor, is in a box, a rich box, her smooth bosom flat and her chest extinguished -
Cherry

Three decent bombs, one excellent

I'm getting used to days of rescheduled telly, half-hoping a friend will answer his phone from under the rubble.
Cherry

Heart. By. Off.

Now, professors in convertibles tear past me, tossing ashtrays full of lit half-smoked cigerettes into the road, making tarmac briefly special.

Calculation Error

"Show me again, Mr Kenton." sighed the president, still trying to understand what exactly was being explained to him. "Ok." said the other man. He slowly typed the buttons on the calculator. "Two.....multiplied by.....eight.....equals......There! Seventeen!"

Dry Run

He awoke suddenly from his deep sleep. He knew at once what he must do. The mission. Follow the others.

More Than Just A Pale Memory

Never showing your naked emotions, You toy with peoples hearts, Pawing at their desires. I've watched you with your captives, How you taunt them, Slowly you move, Circling them, Always watching,

Fragile

Fragile Fragile and pale, Her skin like a veil Reflecting the glow of the sun. As she spoke in a whisper I kissed her, hoping that she wouldn't run. One single tear Rolled down past her ear,

Dinosaurs

Sarah is painting, it's dinosaurs again. We tried to interest her in dolls, our efforts were in vain. Mother thinks she's talented, I'm not sure that's the word, Obsessed's a bit more like it, criticism won't be heard.

The Three Trials

High above the burg of Brond on a hill surrounded by forest, a babe of elfin kind was born on a wintry Swedish night. Her parents named her Stiarna, a word that meant 'star' in the mortal tongue, and as she grew older the light of her beauty shone brighter than the most dazzling of supernovas.

Billboardz2

Maddness - it just doesn't STOP!

Narcissus

Narcissus needs a loving gaze As a baby his Mother looked away or hid her eyes tired and sad He has needed ever since a pretty mirror to exist not to move or speak or love his human self but exist
Cherry

Cold Boudicca

Cold Boudicca her city suit armours her in cloth her woman self set aside and fallow trusts only herself wears knives on her chariot and crisped helmet hair cooks for one and sighs at the hopelessness of men

Load King

...I felt more secure knowing I would not be the only victim of the crushing metal train if one decided to jack-knife.

Christmas Ornament

...Our youngest got a mild lecture on respecting other people's property and the assembly work continued.

Grasping At Nettles

Breathlessly we climb the non-metamorphic hillside the glare squinting at our shadows your fatherly hand steering my footing. You fill my head with your 'earth nectar'¦ I marvel at the volcanic rock

A Half-light declaration

Whispering in hair stroking softness at three am I mingle profundity with nonsense to form messages that loop around your neck like my outstretched arms. The checked bedspread shields me as in the grey light I seek your scrutiny

A ditty on divorce and A toast to amicable break ups

A Ditty on Divorce: Shall I name several instances of betrayal Or quote well-meaning advice? No I'll go forth in anger And dream of squeezing his genitals in a vice. ---()()()--- A Toast To Amicable Break Ups

How Sweet That Is

Our pedals spin and whir we career along a gravel path. Beneath the squinting grey I listen to our intimate soundtrack. Cycling tall in conifers, following your curved back that maps my way, caught in the thrill of future reminiscing

Pages