Mother Of The Heart

Poem tribute to Mother Mary Queen of my heart

Who Knows?

This place slices me.

The Kill

Chewing her neck I tasted the acidity of her morning's orange juice, It lingered in her throat.

Two of Those.

Pairs and pears.

Looking after Jimmy, next door

… Two young girls felt quite assured – of course little Jimmy would be good!… [An early lesson in child management]

Monday, 16:55

Further thoughts on a platform

We generate the wave

(for them to surf)

Already Gone

You’re here So am I You are Telling me lies Cause I can see it In your eyes Why don’t you just say Those words That you want To say But if you think Your hurt me If you

Fun in the Sun chapter 15

Now her mind wasn’t functioning at all, and she was kissing him back. She had no way to stop herself.

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