138/2023
West London, very early morning, the sun Only just above the mews, the main Streets quiet, and only one smashed Glass by the pub opposite the knocked Down warehouses, vacant… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
137/2023
Her angelic face put him off initially; Too young, too innocent, Somewhere no man should go, So he ignored her as she rushed, All ponytail and swaying limbs, Another jogger… Continue Reading
136/2023
The centre of it was the way His mind refused to shelter him From the worst of him, that it Seemed to take pleasure in adding To the torture, of… Continue Reading
135/2023
We have reached the age, And perhaps all ages have been Like this, just not as obviously So, more educated and literate As we are if we have escaped, Where… Continue Reading
134/2023
Their love affair was always very Lopsided. She was over six foot In flats, and he reached barely Up to her naked shoulders, the Space between her clavicles Where he… Continue Reading
133/2023
He didn’t notice all The crucifixes in her kitchen Until one of them forced Its way through his chest, Crossed arms first, and Pinned him to the wall. He Didn’t… Continue Reading
132/2023
Crisis point now, in the Launderette, dead flesh Roasting in the dryer, Flies on a carousel in The deserted chamber, Where we danced our First imitation matrimonial Ceremony, the washing… Continue Reading
131/2023
We grasp at shadows In the land of the lost. The light blinds us on the bright walls. Weightlessness is the loss Of direction, Up, down, Left, right. Everything looks… Continue Reading
130/2023
The full version: We had a hollow time of it, Inbetween the empty weekends, When nothing happened but The ringing of the plague bells Up and down every street Of… Continue Reading
129/2023
Two crowns of shame in the official portraits, self-declared official. Blood diamonds. Self-awarded honours always reek of something invented not real, undeserved. The blood is real. It drips down their… Continue Reading