Stuart Miller-Osborne

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

Alain-Fournier, an anglophile spent the summer of 1905 working at the wallpaper company in West London It is it is said his novel’s key scene was inspired by the social club’s annual fete If this is true then Gatsby’s legendary 20s parties Might have originated during an employees treat In not very glamorous Chiswick Yvonne […]

Yvonne changed her shirt in front of me After requesting mine in a straight swap Hers was wet and mine was dry She showed no displeasure in this position I actually believe that she enjoyed her tease But it was over before I could even blink And I was left with only my memories Of […]

Daughter Sister Girlfriend My beautiful cousin You swim with confidence In this sea of ​​many colours A deep summer day Exposes your considerable light