We sat together you and I, Late; last night. You, in your eternity, Breaking gently, suppurating sea sounds. Rocks and shells and bricks and mortar, Cascading through your daily slaughter. Granules of death to cool my toes. I sat, inebriated, Contemplated. You will last a long time, unlike my love; It ebbs and flows, thenContinue reading “Sea”
On learning to ride; Women. Sylvia Pike Had a bike, Until she met Mike. Then she bought a trike. Broken Heart I will diminish and Go West, Wearing a string vest, And have a good long rest If I don’t pass the test.
They sat in a lovely Fairy Circle, with the Monk E at one corner, confusing the dimensions of the place. The Fairies had enjoyed the tale as far as the bit about the 4th and 5th dimensions, as they really could not visualise these two concepts. They had, however, discovered that the Monk E wasContinue reading “The Monk’s advice to a bunch of Fairies.”
I do find it hard to believe, but this is something I copied from a website. It was an attempt at selling me something… ” fifteen-story Yurkovsky, December for with realized was I was knew examined front by the his a took the Scales.” Olympic, in was in of a than man stopped hand inContinue reading “Gibberish”