A warm day was promised Not a June day But one that was acceptable In April Yet this was not the case And the day dawned flat grey A keen wind from the east Added to the bleakness The people were grey The buildings were grey The sea was grey But more importantly My head…

Fuck you Snow White Fuck You I know the truth It is clear It is as plain as the night sun You seduce You spit You shit Into the decaying mouths Of the weak and the insane You are not innocent You are not pure You are a festering whore Syphilitic Mother This is my…

I am a Jew and am proud of this fact Today I visited a castle in Kent to closely inspect Its weeping gardens which are set slightly on a slope Later I took tea and enjoyed the views from the terrace And read my book Munch and Photography From this spot I could also see…

I have committed myself Into a sanatorium As I have a tendency To use conversations That I hear online In my poetry

It is easy to identify the artist But the girl Is unidentified Goodbye Where are you going Away Where is away He is going away

It is easy to identify the artist But the room Possibly on the continent Is unidentified Goodbye Where are you going Away Where is away He is going away

I was instructed by my companions Not to record my dreams As this was not permitted The flower girl told me That she was going to ride me to death But I told her that I preferred Sets of steps designed during The Georgian Period I was in the Magic City It was New Years…

I can see my paintings reflected In four coloured jars This disturbs me As I am something Of a recluse

I can see my poetry reflected In four coloured jars This disturbs me As I am something Of a recluse

I can see my likeness reflected In four coloured jars This disturbs me As I am something Of a recluse