Mary Parker promised To show me her tan lines If I assassinated the president This I did but I was unable To enjoy her exhibition As I had been born blind

On Folkestone Sands I can connect Nothing with nothing   I thought of this poem When sitting on the lowest step Of a multi coloured sun terrace   The tall Hawksmoor was to my right Handsome and erect A lighthouse without a light   People passing people chatting Cyclists cycling walkers walking Seagulls screeching history […]

Late Summer I spent a quiet afternoon Watching the wild grasses glow As the hot September winds Caressed the concrete beach   Fin de l’été I knew then that my summer was fading Very slowly without theatre And that the darker months would leave me Quite alone on her extinguished stage    

What is this A photograph of a sunrise How do you feel Happy   What is this A photograph of a sunset How do you feel Happy   What is this A photograph of your naked wife How do you feel Confused   What is this A photograph of your naked sister How do you […]

Billy Norman Mates was known as Billy No Mates by his friends And Norman Bates by his loving mother Billy was a keen photographer and owned a number of cameras Although he was a very heavy sleeper Billy always rose at dawn To photograph the beauty of the sunrises on the nearby beaches   During […]

Anna have you ever taken drugs No Have you Yes Then you are stupid I only smoked So smoking is good No I did not take hard drugs That is rather like a serial killer saying that he only killed six people whereas the true professionals kill many more I always hate you once a […]

The war is over The theatre has closed It is time to bury the dead   The War is Over I am a survivor As I waited in the wings For the final curtain   The War is Over The war is over It was never rehearsed Only improvised    

In Japan of Japan A blue blush train Passes an empty beach Both are illuminated By the morning sun

I found five orphans On a glacier last year This made me very sad So I decided to help them   I ordered five mums and five dads And thirteen healthy siblings As I wanted to make their Once sad lives perfect  

The air is beginning to cool The days are getting shorter And the nights are getting longer I am about to close my eyes