In the Beginning

In the beginning, there was a world without words just tigers and birds monkeys and bison herds Then came the barbarians worshipping a thousand exclusive Gods in a thousand different ways,

What Dreams Are For

well maybe they are...

Sex texts from Harry, Tom and Dick

Hey sexy how are you?   Good thanks   Good. doing much today? Not really   I'm having a really naughty day today(laughs) Really!  
Cherry

birth

doom and gloom (as always)

Robbo

There are three types of men in the world. One is angry but driven, the next is angry and self-destructive and the other has found contentment. This is a story about the three of them together.

One of the Finest Treatment Centres in the World

THE OLD DOG

An old sheep dog unable to undertake his work anymore is left to die in the mountains of Eastern Turkey.

Thursday Sonnet: Paris

Paris, Paris, I have not come to light Or spin you, I’ve not come to sing la Senne, My throat seeks no refreshment from your night And I’m not asking where to go or when.

Writers block

The words, that once flowed so freely gone! A mental blank cliche, after cliche filling a mind to melting point all these thoughts but no words fill the page and I start to wonder
Cherry

The Little Green Room

The Little Green Room. San Quentin Prison, California, 10am, November 8 1957.

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