Two young seagulls Are feeding In the light Of the bright Blush sun   They are silhouetted Against the autumn sky

As the year fades The town becomes Thin and vacant   Our visitors Have returned To their scattered lands       Deal September 2021

The winds are still light But are becoming brittle As the month draws to a close   Six Spanish Ladies Are sitting on the beach They are far from home   But cannot return Due to the cruelty Of the silver sea    

Annie and I slept in our own shit As we always did after a meal We would have bathed But the bath was fucked So we stank together in love   Later as I stumbled to the bog To take a piss I noticed that Nelson Was walking on the ceiling With a stupid grin […]

When you float You are dazzled By your success But then reality strikes And you begin to drown

I came back as a Victoria Crowned Pigeon Which was okay As I might have come back as a sparrow

Mike and Pauline were sitting in a coffee shop in Marlborough High Street They had nearly finished their coffee and were considering ordering replacements Mike was reading a book about Wiltshire which had frequent references to Marlborough deep in its pages. The book dated from 1951 and it emitted an almost undetectable smell of damp […]

January Morning As the morning begins to glow The ice moon sinks Below the rigid horizon The sky is now blue grey blue And betrays the month With its brilliance Birds Black bundle birds Are gathered together On the night branches They await the brittle day Moon A light breeze cloud Now obscures you Return […]

Instead of keeping a diary Jones April Jones kept the days of his life recorded in tightly sealed glass jars One day his wife gave him a triple fused nut Which he hid straight away as he was ashamed of its deformity Interview (Delirium) Jones April Jones kept his winter specimens in tightly sealed glass […]

Many years ago I was on a train travelling through the Spanish desert when the woman opposite me asked if I would open the window As soon as I did she expressed her excess milk from the train I thought little of it until I travelled back through the desert some weeks later Where there […]