My father was once a paratrooper and as the eldest I was expected to follow him But I was scared of heights and the thought of jumping out of a plane filled me with dread So when the war came along I stayed at home making needles and hatpins and the coloured paperclips that we […]

The trees had been full leaf for a number of weeks But May is fickle month full of promise yet casually cruel I was well aware of her capricious moods and warned my friends As I always do when I see the summer reflected in the clouds

My mother died in October and since then I have floated alone in a fog so dense that I am unable too see my direction I am in Paris again as I am curating a small exhibition of photographs of the city between the wars In a way I am glad to be away from […]

Molly and Monika had been friends since they were both involved in the Aachen derailment in March 2006 They had been sitting opposite each other when the train derailed and Molly was thrown forward into Monika’s arms This saved her life as if she had not been caught by the timid shop assistant then she […]

A famous novelist who has met my beautiful wife now lives in the house Where a doomed poet once spent some of his summer days This house is not far from a pool named after another poet who died in Greece in 1824 It was here that the poet shocked a fragile writer with his […]

Where were you in sixty-three Tony Were you fucking your girlfriend Pretty Carole Dee Of course none of this applied to me For I was then a wee boy of nine Who adored the sea

Ladybirds write songs Celebrating their quiet love Of early spring days

Two girls with bright green hair Were walking up a shallow hill When a green train Passed over a green bridge It was travelling at speed towards the green fields I was wearing a green cotton shirt And standing in front of a green shop May is the greenest of all the months

Is not my name Morphia takes away my pain I write homo-erotic verse And carry a red silk purse

Holding Hands We were walking through our town Holding hands Nobody took any notice of us They never do Is this the most innocent of gestures Now becoming commonplace   Masturbation We are together on our afternoon bed My hand is on your wet cunt Yours is on my stiff cock We are masturbating each […]