Stuart Miller-Osborne

There is a camel standing next To my Citroen 2CV It is wearing An African Death Mask Which has alarmed Batman and his passengers

Arthur do you know what time it I do not feel well Mum Let me sleep Do not be such a wimp Really look I have shit the bed It has melted my bot water bottle You are faking it Really what will the neighbours think A son of mine pretending to be sick I […]

The night sky was vaguely red I did not notice it at first But guessed at the mathematics As its geography was rare Carmine Cerise joined me In our field of dreams We stood next to each other Not wanting to risk The chance of sleep As we knew that it was near

From his chair Edward could see the evening fading It was a strange mix of orange white and lilac clouds

You hide in the shadows Away from the other colours Blush Pink Brash Red Blue Yellow Green

Here are the pens you ordered There are six pens Red/Yellow/Green Blue/Pink/Violet Why do you write in different inks Because my name is Joseph

When travelling on trains under large cities I expect nothing and feel nothing Everything is fleeting and without substance

Self censorship inhibits us from accessing infinity Although true surreal thought does help But too often it becomes hidden in the mists As people who do not understand their thoughts Tend to treat the whole subject With degrees of humour What are you doing Sephine I am undressing in front of ewe After all we […]

Joe You have mentioned in some of your essays That you believe that differences exist between races I believe that to be true It is very obvious to anybody who thinks You mention that certain countries are more warlike than others That has always been the case This is why wars are fought You are […]

I live with two sisters Emma and Petra Creed Miles They are nicknamed Pinky and Perky By all who know them As they are almost identical In looks as well as habits Although outgoing they can be very private Especially when engaged in their studies