The heavy amour rolled through my Poland late last night Gouging and spurting flesh like mud under its tracks, Scouring deep welts down my flanks,…
Comments closedThe heavy amour rolled through my Poland late last night Gouging and spurting flesh like mud under its tracks, Scouring deep welts down my flanks,…
Comments closedYou are all the ages you’ve ever been: all of them, Right now as you lie beside me sleeping just a little restlessly. Age has…
Comments closedThe softness of the colours struck him Barely a moment before the arrow……. His last thoughts were not of home; Not of glory, Not of…
Comments closedArmand. Vieil Armand. Old Armand. Almost silent Armand. ….Almost…. There were birds. They were singing …. [… Though they obviously hadn’t read the script And…
Comments closedI like my skin: It keeps me in.
Comments closed“What if there ever comes a day When you no longer feel this way……?” Then Mankind will have chosen peace, The Raptured risen to their…
Comments closedFrom beyond the multi-cultural throng Weaving and waddling its ponderous way past Like some monstrous, badly-dressed, be-sunglassed millipede, Its middle hunched and bunched up, Marking…
Comments closedJust how far would you go? ……… Fly a thousand kilometres for a friend To have to drive home the selfsame day? ……… No. Thought…
Comments closedThere should be a word for this feeling. There ought to be a phrase or a line. There should have been a moment There ought…
Comments closedObject of your gruesome experimentation, You stuck their megavolt electrodes Of hearsay, revisionism, hatefulness and received un-wisdom To my temples past, present and future Like…
Comments closedReflection It didn’t look good, that barely recognisable reflection – Didn’t look at all like it should. I could barely make me out – Appeared…
Comments closedTropical torrent: Hot, salt rain pouring from my every pore, Splashing, soaking, saturating your heaving, forest floor; Each and every drop shining, shaking, Surface tension…
Comments closedPregnant. Young again. Thin. Rich. Unhappy. Cat-lover. Cheese-eater. City-dweller. Harangued. Alone. Decent piano player. Drunk. Unloved. Short of kids. Totally impulsive. Dog-less. Entirely English. Entirely…
Comments closedSometimes from birth. Something inside that just doesn’t work Or that gives up the ghost without much warning Much later when you’re not looking. It…
Comments closedI was on a ‘bit of a roll’ really: The day, thus far anyway, had not lounged as some somnolent Lion, So much as chased…
Comments closedI stared into his eyes: Big eyes, Old eyes Eyes that had seen life And seen Life turn its back on him. Nothing left to…
Comments closedPigtails. She had pigtails. Long pigtails: Out of the ordinary pigtails, A too long to be true, Can’t help but stare Sort of pigtails. You’re…
Comments closedSounds ‘big’. Sounds Bogart. Sounds improbable, Unbelievable. But what of you and me – Is it really that impossible…? Hominids, latterly humans, So the anthropologists…
Comments closedWhile the going was still good to firm underfoot And well before Nightmare armed itself to the teeth with hot-lead terror And stormed the barricades…
Comments closedIf someday scientists could reconstruct us from scratch – Not just the skin and bones But the personality to match: Mind, emotions, values, judgment, belief,…
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