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  • The Girl in White (Sete)

    For many years it has been whispered that distressed travellers have been assisted by a girl in a white dress   As this has never happened to me I do not know whether this is true or a fanciful legend   I have seen a girl in a white dress haunting the back streets of…

  • Incoherents

    I AM STANDING ON A BEACH WITH Marie AntNTOINETTE It is an ordinary beach Fifty-one envelopes are pinned to me Each contains tufts of her pubic hair They are to be used when creating new soups Near the rocks a poet is selling a painting It is called Combat de Negres dans un Tunnel  …

  • Philosophy in the Nude

    I like to read philosophy books when I am in the bath The works well when I am quite alone But it does prove difficult when my wife joins me in the bath As instead of of studying my books I just stare at her magnificent breasts She sympathises with my dilemma And often lends…

  • High Art

    My mother died a few weeks ago and today I cut the first sod of her final resting place She had wanted to rest with with my father But as we were digging I noted a greying in the damp soil For the first time in many years my father was looking up at the…

  • The Benign Nature of Mathematics

    Planned events are often totally unplanned And come as a total surprise They have little consistency I today disturbed my fathers ashes With little cause Because of the purity of my mathematics

  • La Tristesse Des Anges

    I was carving sad angels into the soft wood of her catafalque This task did not please me as I could hear the angels weeping loudly within Their tears fell quietly on to the cold marble tiles And produced an inland sea I had planned to escape But I knew that I was drowning

  • Lady Beatrice

    Two railway carriages one blue and one chocolate and cream Were dreaming in the shade of the heavy trees I soon found the Lady Beatrice She was naked save for a crimson cloth loosely held With the upmost respect I touched her pale breast And felt her soft heart beating beneath Twilight was drawing its veil over the thinning…

  • I Am Alone

    I threw a bottle of pink powder over the Holy Man And rendered him unholy You told me that there were twenty-nine types of lipstick But I have only counted twenty-eight I am decorating the colour-blind pigeons of the city Although I favor no colour There is an angel trapped in my washing machine It is…

  • Chile Super Motif

    Chile I often find dead birds On the roads in Chile This fascinates me As I have never visited Chile   Super Motif I was told by the authorities That they did not execute One of the perpetrator’s of the hotel massacre Because of his exotic beauty   Beauty should always be forgiven And its…

  • Automatic 19

    Automatic 19    Tonight I stayed in and watched a football match on my tiny television The match was stopped briefly as flares were thrown on to the pitch I was so excited by this event that I sent a photograph to Africa In return I received a single red rose and a poem that…