I have a problem That is beginning To overwhelm me That Is that I adore Teddy Bears I find it hard to pass A charity shop Without giving a bear A new home It is their sad eyes They look at me As people might Have looked at Christ Many years ago As I give…

Would you wear your sparkly blouse My butcher I saw you stripping down a calf today And fell in love with you without remorse You are my lover My poet And my friend

There are many bumps in the road And they can be pretty awesome But you should not be intimidated As you own a depot full of steamrollers

My cousin and I have rowed out into the bay She likes swimming in deep water I remain on the pedalo As I cannot swim My cousin is very beautiful And I am very attracted to her Her name is Susan But I call her Micheal

I am a writer But was asked To enter A painting competition I agreed Although I have No artistic talent I painted a rough watercolour Of my debit card Leaving out the personal details And to my surprise I came first And won a residence In Southern France With all materials supplied

How did you survive that accident Mark I do not know it must be the will of God There is no God Really Yes Then it must because I trail my knuckles Against rough stone walls Until they bleed

In crowded cities People often sunbathe On flat irregular roofs During the hotter months

I am on the beach with Jane She is being careful not to burn I have now run out of shirts On this Greek holiday As she steals them all To ensure an even tan

I am in the sauna with Jane We are all modest in black towels Although quite topless in the heat There are three other men Within the sauna Each of them is chatting with Jane Or rather her rather fine breasts I must say that I am enjoying the solitude

I study this secret music By caressing ancient trees Centuries old With commanding views That In three hundred years Have not changed Even for moment