Stuart Miller-Osborne

Stan as you know I love you very much You are everything to me But there is a side to you that I do not like What is that Is it my supposed racism Not really My supposed homophobia Again not really And I say this with a baby brain you know Do not shoot […]

I am in a pink subway A blush pink subway It is very crowded but calm Jane is ahead of me I am standing still but moving

A standard room With standard features I am looking at a standard ceiling Hotels are rather erotic places As one is always passing through You are still breathing heavily but calmly I can see beads of sweat on your smooth shoulders The once crisp sheets are now light damp They have served their given purpose […]

It is okay not to be okay But it is better to be okay As okay is better Than not okay

Oh these shadows It is all about These fleeting shadows On late June evenings In my home city of Bath

The early morning air was warm and humid And although I had switched the on the fan It was still very sticky in our hotel room I was quite naked as I made the coffee My wife who was equally naked Lay on the sheets sound asleep I asked her whether she would like coffee […]

I had a strange dream about a famous French actress shouting obscenities At a bunch of religious zealots Below my hotel window Yet when I woke up The actress was no longer there

Tolerance will reach such a level That intelligent people will be banned From thinking as not to offend the imbeciles Who said that Stan I should know Dostoevsky it is a rather gloomy thought Yes but very very honest In certain ways it is happening today One cannot use certain words Or really question the […]

I was walking along a bridle path Less than two miles from the sea When I heard unseen voices from above Tip Merlin was my only witness

Hello Dani How are you I am good How is life treating you Claude Well Why are you not wearing shoes I never wear shoes On hot days In the Heart of the City