Stuart Miller-Osborne

We met together in a fallow field You were carrying a tired rifle I gestured a decay of your position But you did not want to understand me This gave me no choice Kill or be killed It was over in moment As I stood over your lifeless body I realised how young you really…

Just chatted with Leo We are going to see Superman together With Lou Salome

I was travelling in a city When I saw a beautiful man On platform three of seven From that moment forward My life descended into confusion

I was travelling in a city When I saw a beautiful girl On platform three of seven From that moment forward My life descended into confusion

And eye went shopping In a blind city Without any firm plans Who was tucked up in bed With a tropical virus As they were deeply in love

I work as a dog catcher In a city of foul women Silly Boy

I was criticised For these thoughts By those Without sight

My brother was found guilty Of war crimes But I forgave him Without qualification As all wars are shapeless

Of late there has been Considerable excitement In the village As Eve and Marcel Have arrived for their annual game

I was walking past St Peters Field When I saw a chap Crouching next to a gravestone Our conversation went like this Morning Sorry Morning No I am just having a shit mate Really Yes I find that these gravestones Give me a degree of privacy Silly Boy