Hi Josie
As you know I have been travelling of late
Hence my silence
Apologies for that
Although I love trains
Many of my journeys are hot tedious and dull
It seems for my sins
That God has condemned me
To travel with his nondescript people
This said I enjoyed both London and Bath
And once when very tired imagined
You topless in my generous hotel bed
Wearing your glasses
And reading a newspaper
When my many letters are published
I am sure that there will be those
Who will think that this
Is an improper thought
As you are my only sister
But as I have said to you before
You have the most beautiful breasts
Like many the hot weather makes me horny
I am sure you are the same
It is all down to the softness and comfort
That these long drawn days bring
The dampness the sweat and the heat
And the light of the many colours multiplied
Breaking here this brings me to the point of my letter
As when in London I found a wonderful kinetic tunnel
That runs between St Pancras and Kings Cross
It is a subterranean wonder to behold
The colours vivid travel slowly along the walls
And one is at once part of this kinetic light display
I actually kicked off my loafers and walked barefoot
As the passage was so cool to the touch
I had retired from the madness of the railway stations
If only for the short time that it look me to walk its length
The next time we are in London
I will introduce you to this installation
Joe also stumbled on a subway painted blush pink
But being an idiot and rushing I forgot to note its location
Whether it was a temporary but welcome advertising stunt
It is hard to tell as I was running to catch an invisible train
Again we will look out for it as soon as we are together again
I ran into Clive when on the tube
He and Mary are together again
Christine is a history locked away
He is painting once more
And is sending me print of his 2021 work
A Masterclass of Disobedience
Which I will hang in my apartment
I think you will like it and its use of colour
But that will not be for a couple of months
As they are travelling for a while
This letter is far too long Josie
But I am on a railway station
In the middle of everywhere
Waiting for a cancelled train
I will give you a call when I root again
Then perhaps we can meet
For drinks as soft as your skin
All my poems are in the normal place
Do not hate them too much
Or if you hate them
Tell me that you love them
Joe
Unedited Joe