Stuart Miller-Osborne

I was raised in a small village that was surrounded by a thick forest  The woodmill helped the village to survive and even prosper  My father worked there and so did both of my brothers  But I became a teacher and taught at the only school  Yet I had higher ambitions and applied for other…

Stan Yes Did you write Anna and Anna Yes It was some crazy shit I know Why were they gay girls Because I like beautiful gay girls Typical of a man You despise male homosexuality But like girl on girl Most men do But they have to be beautiful I cannot stand fat dykes with…

I always feel empty Next to church towers And know of no cure

It all started with a London Cake And a bench in a medieval town I was waiting for a bus When I was approached By a most beautiful dove Who had the saddest eyes That I had ever seen I enquired of her sadness And she looked at the sky Where are the other birds…

I invited Tomaso Albinoni into my signal box  We chatted about music between trains  And drank endless cups of tea  I played his Adagio in G Minor  On the sound system that I had erected  In my remote workplace  Next to the blue butterfly wood 

During the weeks before Christmas  I started making mistakes  Serious mistakes  Very serious mistakes  Which resulted in a rear end collision  Near to the entrance of the tunnel  Seventeen innocent people died  Because of my incompetence I had no idea why these mistakes occurred But I was subsequently sent to prison  Where I hung myself…

She wanted to die  But She also wanted  To live in Paris  Who said that Stan  Flaubert  Did She get her wish  Yes  She spent the rest of her days in Paris  What was her name  She  No her name  She called herself She  I am not aware that she had any other name  What…

She wanted to explore my rhythms  But I was not so sure  I said that we should wait Until the new year  She agreed  Dressed  And returned To her bookshop 

Today I purchased a book about Kent  As it is my home county  It was as I was travelling through this book  That I discovered a long lost fly A fly who had never left  The House of Many Colours  Where it had slept for many decades  Near to the residence of the Culpepper Children  Who…

The door was slightly ajar so I walked directly in  Anina was standing at the window in her underwear  What are you doing here Detective Jon  The door was ajar  Do you get your kicks by looking at your suspects in their underwear  No Are you are enjoying it  I assure you that I am…