Stuart Miller-Osborne

Before the flood The land was dry I was known by My birth name Common languages Were widely used Frictions were common Random rules Were broken Incendiaire

I have been in prison for just over three years It is an odd prison as I can move freely around the complex There are gates but these were not manned and the walls do not exist I share the prison with some of the members of the Hampstead Riots Whose main concern in life…

we are standing next to the perimeter fence the airport is well lit in all locations it is likely that we are being watched our journey to the butterfly valley is over you said that it was one of the most beautiful weekends but you are travelling once again we hug like friends and you…

I am dancing Slowly and sweetly On this bloody beach Where so many died Am I right or am I wrong As I can only hear the light music Of the sea and its distant memories

Although they have never been seen The Keys of Hell are said to exist In a black velvet bag That is all I know Yet it begs the question That if the door was opened What would be found beyond Apart from one’s own dismal reflection

Should I kill myself Or have a cup of coffee One part of me hopes That the coffee machine Is in good working order Whereas the other part of me Hopes that it is out of order

I love walking during the hours after the storm

Always go too far as this is where you will find the truth I had this quote from Camus on the wall above my bed And also above the windows of my Paris apartment If I had been the commander of a space ship I would have had this stitched into my uniform

Always go too far as this is where you will find the truth I had this quote from Camus on the wall above my bed And also above the windows of my Paris apartment If I had been the commander of space ship I would have had this stitched into my uniform

This is a story of an assassin Which is very personal to me My mother is a famous rock star She is adored around the world I am a nobody and I like it this way As I can exist in the shadows In a recent music video my mother Dressed herself as a belly…