Always go too far as this is where you will find the truth I had this quote from Camus on the wall above my bed And also above the windows of my Paris apartment If I had been the commander of a space ship I would have had this stitched into my uniform

Always go too far as this is where you will find the truth I had this quote from Camus on the wall above my bed And also above the windows of my Paris apartment If I had been the commander of space ship I would have had this stitched into my uniform

This is a story of an assassin Which is very personal to me My mother is a famous rock star She is adored around the world I am a nobody and I like it this way As I can exist in the shadows In a recent music video my mother Dressed herself as a belly…

Ray and Raychel frequently lay together On a deep blue blanket Which had originated in the Atlas Mountains They were known to remove their shirts And watch the journey of the sun As it passed across their exposed flesh

When I seventeen I was seduced by a teacher On a night crossing Between England and France At that rather young age She was all that I desired Large breasts and a wet cunt But I still found time To understand my voyage As a coasting sailor Might have found it

I am a Catholic explorer And seek to discover forgotten lands So that we might civilise The many savages within I am aware of the dangers I face And have asked God to protect me He came to me in a dream And told me to always Sleep with a palm Under my mattress

I am on my daily journey Around this decaying city It is full of traitors Many not born On this island I would like to correct This appalling geography Before it contaminates The perfection of our sewers

The trees are in their fourth phase Green gold in the early sun The remains of summer Can still be seen spread By the recent storms All my beautiful patterns Now lead to Trieste

Mike and I have broken up I thought he was the one As he ticked all the boxes But his fucking music Is more important than me This said there is a problem As we jointly own this flat And cannot afford to split It is going to be an interesting winter

Joe was standing In a legoland Bus shelter More wet than dry He had tired of humanity An elderly woman Sat opposite him She had two bottles Of scotch in her pathetic bag And was protecting them Like they were the children That she had abandoned Before she was twenty years Everybody was smoking What…