Stuart Miller-Osborne

Apple Trees in Spring This is what I have written In my rough notebook Erotic Poems of Summer

The very mention of your name Makes me wet I have to shower During summer storms To cleanse my thoughts Erotic Poems of Summer

Joe is angry He is so fucking angry I hate seeing him unhappy Josie

Anyone who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities

I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.

I visited the grave of Free Speech today He was a much loved friend Who will be sadly missed His grave was covered in flowers Red White and Blue

la rage de l’innocence

If this reply is short I apologise Mummy has already spoken to me Your news has made me very happy I showed Josie your mail And she said that she always knew That your demons would leave you In Berlin at present returning on Saturday I am in town on Tuesday shall we meet at […]

Joe You have known me for many years I have always liked you As you have never taken advantage of me You have seen me naked and covered in shit You have stuck you fingers down my throat I was known as Betty the slut the slag Who would take it in any hole I […]

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