I had never lived near the sea  Far from it  I lived as far from the sea As one could live But I could swim  I liked the sensation of water  Against my skin  Many of my pals  Could not swim  Because we were so far from the sea  I knew that one day a great […]

It was a story of two theatre’s Not many miles apart On our first visit You sat behind me And shared a chocolate bar On our second visit You sat next to me And have remained there ever since ()CMO/SMO()

He writes so much His pen can be funny one moment And very savage at the same time Stuart does not have a style His style is having no style Every work is different His poetry has a dreamlike feel Unlike any other poet currently writing What are you writing about Joe Stuart a few […]

There is a small grocery shop in the high street It has always been run by the Reynolds family Yesterday this much loved shop was closed As their eldest daughter Margaret had changed colour This happens two or three times a year During the late summer months

Anne and Anna ran into my former lover Anna is unsure how to interpret the situation She runs to her sister and kisses her

My name is Henry John Falkirk I often visit you in your dreams Tonight is our film night in the compound We are watching Robert Bresson’s Pickpocket Our next meal is over five hours away

Do you mind Be my guest My name is Micheal Micheal Morris Christina Christina Catherine Curtis I am sorry it is bit of a mouthful But my parents liked both names Are you travelling far Paddington You Taunton Cornwall holiday How did you guess You have caught the sun Yes between the showers I was […]

I have purchased a framed photograph For either the yacht Or for the exposed area Near the front door It is signed Who the fuck is it Joe Guess Joe Selphine I have bought you a nice big steak Sheep do not like steaks As they do not believe in vampires Only vampires believe in […]

I have lived on an airship For the past five years It is very comfortable Minyar and I want for nothing Everything is provided Including a canary Our income comes From advertising High in the skies

I often hear the songs Of the Echo Man Beside silent waterways As I walk with Doe Eyes We visit our parents Just once a year When the months are soft As our birthplace is far away