I once lived in a country of beautiful people I was very happy there for many years But I had to leave this peaceful country And whilst I was away it was attacked By a country of ugly people and many died The country of the beautiful people soon declared war And were condemned by…

I visited an antiquarian bookshop today And spent over an hour browsing I settled on a book of poetry and prose The English in Love What an odd title As we often love very deeply But are we really in love These are not my words I found them written in pencil In a section…

La combustion du pétrole Torche Torche Torche Torche Torche Torche La revanche du feu La revanche du feu La revanche du feu La revanche du feu La revanche du feu La revanche du feu

Before the flood The land was dry I was known by My birth name Common languages Were widely used Frictions were common Random rules Were broken Incendiaire

I have been in prison for just over three years It is an odd prison as I can move freely around the complex There are gates but these were not manned and the walls do not exist I share the prison with some of the members of the Hampstead Riots Whose main concern in life…

we are standing next to the perimeter fence the airport is well lit in all locations it is likely that we are being watched our journey to the butterfly valley is over you said that it was one of the most beautiful weekends but you are travelling once again we hug like friends and you…

I am dancing Slowly and sweetly On this bloody beach Where so many died Am I right or am I wrong As I can only hear the light music Of the sea and its distant memories

Although they have never been seen The Keys of Hell are said to exist In a black velvet bag That is all I know Yet it begs the question That if the door was opened What would be found beyond Apart from one’s own dismal reflection

Should I kill myself Or have a cup of coffee One part of me hopes That the coffee machine Is in good working order Whereas the other part of me Hopes that it is out of order

I love walking during the hours after the storm