I saved a spider in a paper cup. It spidered away with the cup I caught a spider with a soup pot It spidered away with the pot I cornered a spider in...
Told to sort through my things. You were funny, born nearer to the Sex Pistols with their purple Mohican hairdos, their zips and spits and fuck you,...
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I remember the brothers well.
Posted on Tue, 06 Oct 2015
I remember the brothers well. My neighbours Dingle Dingleberrry were distintly related to the Dingleberry and had troule finding his toes. The Steampowered Valet disrober was a boon as it allowed him to look the other way when it was put into...
poor Jeremy I think the media assault will make him the ploughed field. Good to see Labour finally having some policies that don't mirror tit-for-tat Tory policy eg Miliband's pre-election boast to go with the Tory spending cuts if elected. Fuck...
interesting, I was just thinking about something similiar (but different). How each generation weighs time. Trees by their weight of leaves offers the obivious analogy, are we so different?
the sunset must have invaded the sky an orange.' I know what you mean, [the sun makes the sky glow orange] a little more care and you'll be right up there.
I remember the brothers well.
Posted on Tue, 06 Oct 2015
I remember the brothers well. My neighbours Dingle Dingleberrry were distintly related to the Dingleberry and had troule finding his toes. The Steampowered Valet disrober was a boon as it allowed him to look the other way when it was put into...
Read full commentPosted in A Victorian Gentleman and the Steam Age
primal beauty.
Posted on Mon, 05 Oct 2015
primal beauty.
Read full commentPosted in Starry, Starry Night
an interesting insight into
Posted on Fri, 02 Oct 2015
an interesting insight into what it means to be a boxer, both inside and outside the ring.
Read full commentPosted in The Boxing Match From A Boxer's Perspective
you goose tina, this poem
Posted on Thu, 01 Oct 2015
you goose tina, this poem flies.
Read full commentPosted in Come October
as[]well as some brooches,
Posted on Mon, 28 Sep 2015
as[]well as some brooches,
to invisible, microscopic bacteria [he can't see them or sense them [cut]
he was in fact meditating [cut, you're telling the reader something he is aware of [cut?]
never[]mind
lovely, really...
Read full commentPosted in Jake Mutant - Chapter Two
poor Jeremy I think the media
Posted on Sat, 26 Sep 2015
poor Jeremy I think the media assault will make him the ploughed field. Good to see Labour finally having some policies that don't mirror tit-for-tat Tory policy eg Miliband's pre-election boast to go with the Tory spending cuts if elected. Fuck...
Read full commentPosted in For the love of Jeremy Corbyn
interesting, I was just
Posted on Thu, 24 Sep 2015
interesting, I was just thinking about something similiar (but different). How each generation weighs time. Trees by their weight of leaves offers the obivious analogy, are we so different?
Read full commentPosted in My Father's House
the sunset must have invaded
Posted on Tue, 22 Sep 2015
the sunset must have invaded the sky an orange.' I know what you mean, [the sun makes the sky glow orange] a little more care and you'll be right up there.
Read full commentPosted in Running on Desire - The Boat
there's a kind of coming back
Posted on Mon, 14 Sep 2015
there's a kind of coming back I like, an echo of the past and present, the begining and end.
Read full commentPosted in The sound of my love
you carry on too Jeanne we
Posted on Thu, 03 Sep 2015
you carry on too Jeanne we just muck in and write as we do.
Read full commentPosted in dread-nought
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