Stuart Miller-Osborne

I live with a girl named Small Town Amerika We have been together For just over six years And run a small gallery in Rye That Amerika inherited From her late father Who died in the Milwaukee Air Disaster In the June of 2013 Amerika also has a brother Who lives in Guildford But they…

This is the first time that I have visited the Highlands I have been commissioned to write poetry about inhibitions And to catch midges in jars and execute them Without trial or any form of legal representation Another task is to count the loch ferries That cross in front of me at treetop height As…

I often see the Devil Creeping low on buildings He is aware of my invasion But pretends not to see me Yet he awaits me in my dreams I ignored you for a single orange As you pushed me in a shopping trolley Past the redundant gas holders grey

Jane and I were in Margate yesterday in celebration of the day I purchased six red balloons for Jane as she likes red balloons We were off to see the new Banksy As we both have the hots for the artist But nothing happened as the normally totally useless council Had moved the freezer and…

As a European I am not used to this heat My clothes are wretched but this is unnoticed By my fellow passengers bright in their contentment About a week ago I was in a Kent charity shop I was buying a couple of paperbacks for the journey There was an elderly couple next to me…

When I was in New York recently I stayed in a friends loft whilst he was out Celebrating his sisters birthday I was quietly reading a Dane Book Ghost Sandwiches White When an erotic Australian movie That I had not seen for many years Showed up in a gutter puddle So I rested my small…

The Red Indians are so far away Why do you say that Because it is quite true I am unconventional I float under the radar I am interested in the irrigation techniques used In the Wetlands of Deal Palestine has been lost Quite lost It has never regained even a yard of its former land…

Why do you not celebrate Valentine’s Day Jose Not that I really care But you seem to shy away from it There is a good reason Ana Do you remember Julian Yes he jumped from the bridge Did you know him Slightly Well more than slightly I was his friend He was in love with…

A meteor passed through the sky as we slept It illuminated the sea for a naked moment And then vanished into dreaming night Today is the anniversary of the sinking Of the Lady on the wretched sands In time I will stand at the end of the pier And cast blooms into green grey sea…

I have read that being alone Is absolutely necessary Just to recharge Away from the company of others There is some mileage in this idea And it works well for many people But it gains no friction with me As I have a distinct problem That is that I hate myself Deeply and without cause