Off-side

I am paying in home goals and this game is no fun because I am losing to the cosmos because my scorecard is marked and because the white towel seems to have been conveniently

A day in the life.

Who would have thought pop music would explode like it did?

Prayers In Waiting Rooms

The story of a man who loves waiting rooms .

Memories

Once James was in a stable condition Joanne started to go home at reasonable hours and not necessarily visit every day.

Polidori's Madness

Give it all these romantic fools take to a body and then so use
Cherry

Slim/Fast

I am full of emptiness all form no substance My talent wasted I am number 13 of 100,000 I am 0.9% of the 90 the invisible now visible a magic act in 3 parts the Greek say
Cherry

Hangover

I want to call everyone I've ever loved And tell them: Our time together Gave me joy so searing That now, when Sunday Is muffled and smells Like sweating bacon The thought of you tweaking

Song For My Sister

My sister holds mud in her hands, yet the blue dawn sings, the frail sound of lilac tears, spring flourishing in her palm, and falling to the ground to be pecked at by the birds.
Cherry

A Poet in Student Halls

Between shapes moving towards the serpent and crystal craving shapes, I'll grow a beard as deep as the river, and stick a poster on my wall. With a tree that can't stop singing

Heaven Scent

The perfume wafted across the water and a red open top sports car roared onto the quay. A woman’s voiced yelled: ‘Jump aboard!’

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