by Pwyll ap Douglas He was eaten by a dragon, but as it was a mythical creature, it didn’t do him much harm. He lived in a shack, in a clearing in the forest. The forest is so far from here that, what ever direction you set out in, it’s …
Binbag pavement, Basement shine, Tuning up To another line. Doors are empty, Lights all closed. No one speaking, No one knows. Tatoed lady Speaks in riddles; Turns the cards, As the fiddler fiddles. Singing songs His words are lies, Draws his bow At acheing skies. In the …
Uncle Cedric, in the bath tub Dreams of monumental forms Billowing from the steamy water. Closing his eyes, he sighs, The water laps Around his folded fat; He drifts away to the sun, His spiral orbit Round the plug hole. Uncle Cedric melts into His dream; As he disolves, in …