Non Touche-moi Non Touche-moi Non Plage Oui Nager dans la mer Oui Je t’aime Caron Jane

The sounds of the night birds And other creatures Disturbed the village schoolteacher She found it hard to sleep And became lost in her dreams

As I walked with Jane I saw a starfish Stranded on the beach It was turning blue Under the afternoon sun So I rescued it in a bucket And rowed the creature Out to sea Curious Madame

On the day of the bright light I collected identical shells For my wife Caron Jane Miller She rewarded me with the moon

She was sitting awkwardly on sea broken steps As I stood staring at a candle in the night sky It was shining brightly over a quickening sea

There was evidence of the recent storms Much had changed since I was last here Jane had just finished her first watercolour She was sitting awkwardly on sea broken steps As I stood staring at a candle in the sky It was shining brightly over a quickening sea 02/03/26

It was during one of these holidays That I produced a painting And a number of sketches Of my second cousin Susan I had asked her to stand fully naked In the middle of an empty room And only relax her rigid pose When the sun shadows began to move

Whenever I went on holiday I always took three items A sketch pad a notebook And my childhood camera As I had a burning desire To record the passing of time

Look at you skinny boy You have lost so much weight You can take a break There is no need for obsession When I saw the nurse For my peach pill review She said I was a fat cunt And that I needed to lose weight That was unfair of her As I just want […]

At about noon on March the 1st 1978 A call was received from a Mrs April Purse Noting that a woman had been stabbed By an unknown assailant in front of her house Five policeman were immediately sent to the scene On arrival they found a woman barely conscious Being attended to by Mrs Purse […]