It was a day so bright That God was visible Amongst the clouds Above the beach

Please look at me With your bright blue eyes My small girlfriend From the land of ice

My father is the captain of a merchant ship My mother is from Nepal My stepbrother and I live in Lisbon We often collect Frigate Birds in golden cages And release them before dawn

Scattered broken glass Over the warehouse floor Knowing that my rehearsal Was within the hour

The storm passed over Norfolk County During the early hours Neither of us slept As our motel room floated away

The palm trees were reflected In the red pool Gillian was swimming It was her idea of climbing This was my nakedate

My youngest sister is a visionary It is printed on the door of her office My eldest sister is a surrealist She has given the wooden door Of her office to a passing green tiger I am a filmmaker who doubles as a ghost

Have been friends since school They live in adjoining villages Neither has married although not plain Both have a similar taste in shoes Firm heeled in shades of green Mixed with other subtle colours

A plain girl stood in a city street She was weeping silent tears Somewhere a beautiful violin Was being played in a better heaven

Miss Simon that is a French name is it not In my case it is Swiss although I live in France You have been brought in front of this court As you were found sunbathing topless on Stevenson Beach How do you plead Why should I plead as I did nothing wrong Mr Adams would […]