universe

When I was a nipper I used to love to watch the rain rip across, along the car window as …

And of course poor old Charlie full moon-eyed and ten thousand years sad always spalooging around crying out into just …

Freedom is a word, nothing more, some vagueness we gather from grainless remastered photographs, from movies, movies, billion dollar movies, …

whether or not I’m a good lover. I’m more concerned with whether or not I’m a good friend. I’m more …