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Autumn: 3

Punish optimism! Autumn winds justly sweep in, God is avenged.

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The Legs of Humanity

Legs of all kinds- Short legs, hairy legs, shaved legs, Fat legs, athletic legs, prosthetic legs- Legs to suit every arse. Knees of every kind- Pounded knees, arthritic knees, cute knees, Scarred knees, flabby knees, rebuilt knees- Knees to suit … Continue reading

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Very British Suicides

So many ways to end it all. What’s not to like about death from over- indulgence? Rich, copious food washed down, with fine wines, served by suave sommeliers brilliant at encouraging a final drink- goblets of cognac, finishing it all … Continue reading

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Humbert Humbert

Humbert Humbert’s life is Full of innocent pleasures. Hypnotised by magical, floating, snowflakes Everything, everybody a unique event: Every day an adventure. Childishly innocent, to the core of his soul- Suspicion! An unknown foreign land- Every day is Christmas Day- … Continue reading

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Love Song

I’m longing for you, I’m longing to see your sweet smile, Your tender sweet smile, That lights your face When I walk into the room. I’m longing for you, I’m longing to hear your happy laughter, Your wonderful happy laughter, … Continue reading

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Rats

Rats pumped up on Burger and chips, coke and beer. Swollen into rodent balloon shapes Sluggish and apathetic- They don’t have fun any more. Memories of past orgies feed frustration Comfort food at all costs! Gigantic bellies and thighs Bury … Continue reading

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Edvard Munch: 1

He painted ‘The Scream’ A winter storm etched indelibly On a hopeless face

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Edvard Munch: 2

Painting defenceless girls Untouched by the Springtime sun. He is rightly tortured

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Edvard Munch: 3

Hopeless, stricken outsider, In the gloomy winters day sunshine. Everyday he dies again

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Silent Scream

I saved Munch’s life in a moment of courage-At least that’s what the papers said-But he knows better. Munch was in the water. Moving with the rivers flowStrange silent screamssHe seemed happy. Face clenched between tight fingers-Contorted yet theatrical- Practising … Continue reading

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