This has been a sad and tragic month But nobody has told the many clouds That threaten rain and stormy interludes Yet are for the most part benign and quiet   It is said that one can learn a lot from clouds And who am I to dispute these thoughts My favourite clouds are the […]

What are you doing Anna Replying to your question Are you writing again Yes What are you writing about Us No I will leave that to you My fiction is about freedom and the erosion of freedoms   Anna are you worried about Penelope Yes Here bed has not been slept in I know Do […]

I am writing a poem called Coffee Cunt and Cheese on Toast Why Because they are three of my favourite things Really Yes I adore coffee and wherever I am in the world I drink coffee India Iceland Ireland and in Greece It does not matter where I am What about cunt Explain yourself Do […]

The idea of eternal recurrence Was discussed by Nietzsche It was an idea that history repeats itself In a series of patterns That remain the same Forever We will repeat our lives An infinite number of times Stan Yes What are you saying Your gown has fallen open It has fallen open on a number […]

I am sitting in the kitchen reading a book about Lou Andreas-Salome You are brewing coffee on the stove and watching the toast Looking out of the window I can see a grey bus that wishes it was green The bakery opposite has just opened and the Saturday assistant is adjusting the window One of […]

At 10:18 on the 16th of September I could be found reading Le Nihilisme Europeen In a riverside park in Canterbury not far from the magnificent cathedral I had been in this location for over an hour studying Nietzsche As I always did on Thursday mornings during term time The air was cooler than it […]

Why are you crying Anna Is it the Queen No Can I help Not really Then I will leave you alone Please stay It is silly What is silly I am crying over someone I have never met Jean-Luc Godard is dead How awful I know how much he meant to you I studied his […]

About six weeks ago my twin sister killed herself By standing in front of a train opposite the slender new build This quite obviously broke me in two so I decided to follow her pattern   I had decided to die in exactly the same spot where she was crushed But as I scaled the […]

I was sitting on my train this morning When a cornflower fell into my lap This moved me a great deal As it had been sent with a deep love   When I arrived at my terminus I immediately went to the toilets And masturbated myself to orgasm With this beautiful but silent plant  

I asked my lover for a bunch of flowers He arrived in our apartment Which was on the sixth floor Overlooking the railway With a huge array of colourful flowers I was sitting up in bed quite naked He took one rose and placed it between my breasts   My lover then opened the bedroom […]