Charlie and the universe
And of course poor old Charlie full moon-eyed and ten thousand years sad always spalooging around crying out into just …
Another self-centred poem
I tried being a deadbeat alcoholic junkie, the nights got longer and the world darker and much smaller. After I …
Hello
The people walking in the street I cannot meet their eye The dog that trots beside their feet I smile …
Heron
I didn’t realise how much I needed the rain until it came, and kept coming heavy and hard, reassuring as …
Breezeblocks
Last listened in back lanes, dust billowing in headlights, vest red goon splatter kidneys aching, piss sharp needles automatic gears …
