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  • The Dead See Scrolls

    That is a nonsense Joe  Why  As technically the dead cannot see  How do ewe know that Martin  It stands 2 reason  Whar proff do ewe have  that they can c anything  A Lobdon Bus or even a scroll  C Dead or not  Joe  My identical twin  H Josie  Just passing bye I read that you have […]

  • A Book of Keels 

    Just your average war hero  Wounded  Sent to convalesce on a lonely island  Hidden from war  Whilst there he meets a nurse  Who cares for him  They fall deeply in love  He writes a book  A Book of Keels 

  • All Passions Spent /Journey to the Stars

    sweet wrappers  in a blue glass bowl  their passions spent my detached hand  floats  around the room  it is attracted to the stars 

  • Anita.com

    Red fishnet tights  Yes  I am sorry  Why red  Because it is my favourite colour  Why tights  That is all I could find  They are not very seductive  Not meant to be  They go with my leather skirt  Red and green  Should not be seen  Red and black  Never look back 

  • I Cannot Swim

    Come in Claude  Come swim with me  I cannot swim  Really  Yes I am terrified of water  A grown man like you  Sadly yes  Is there anything else you are scared of  Heights  I hate heights  So you do not fly then  I am not a bird  Help me into the boat  You are going to pull […]

  • Cold Cold Cold Z Day

    Bitter East Wind Warm But Bright Changes in the Weather Not Far Away Cold Cold Cold Zed Day

  • Christmas Day in the Morning

    Sad toys and windswept flowers  Left on memorial benches  A hollow champagne cork  Echos like a tolling bell  There is a rough concrete road  That has no conclusion  It just vanishes into the sea  The Roads to Freedom  Is used when the sea defences  Are worn tired and flat I found a soft sea shell  Which […]

  • I am a Museum

    I am a museum  A museum of my past  Which arracta nobody  This is the most interesting thing  About me 

  • Switched at Birth

    Were you switched at birth  I wonder if you were  One holds high office  The simple one is dead 

  • Samurai Chess

    I often play samurai chess  With prisoners  In the hours  Leasing up to their executions  Win you live  Lose you die  Draw  And I will make  The governors daughter  Available to you  In the uniform of your choice