What will Kill Me? Decisions decisions…

When I was young and dumb, before AIDS was invented – or rather before we knew about it – I wrote this very stupid poem:   (To be recited in a posh Chelsea Sloane-Ranger voice)   “Eau! For a terminal…

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A Love Letter from Tokyo

Lucky me! Invited by Sasori to spend 10 days in Japan! Here are my initial thoughts… A Bullshit Interpretation of Japanese History Theory: the Japanese are pan-galactic superior beings who settled on their tiny islands and embarked on a centuries-long…

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Karate Crisis #5

My JKA/KUGB Licence from Enoeda Sensei’s famous Marshall St Dojo 1977 The book “Karate Stupid” by Scott Langley is a salutary read for a Western karate-ka, or “Gaijin” as the Japanese call us. “Gaijin” basically means Foreigner, the implication being…

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A Beast…a Short Story

  Another story in the Nasty Little Things Collection. Two men in their early twenties on the platform. They radiate innocence and goodness, their faces suffused with benevolence, wanting to please each other into mutually dependent trust. Pure envy grinds…

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ALL Religions Lie My Friend

God watches every sparrow fall And every bomb fly by Then why does slow sweet cancer call Those innocent of nearly all To torment until they die? All religions lie my friend, all religions lie   Was it God who…

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DARKNESS…..

  This train-wreck civilisation broken, Its scraps disseminated and the dogs Seek their master’s  throats Singing I lurk under a thorn tree which makes a cave around my bruised head. The cries of pursuer and pursued punctuate the horizon like…

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The Donkeys Kick Back – buying a used car?

I sat in stunned silence as the salesman ranted. “Donkeys!” He sputtered. “Can you believe those donkeys!” He savagely hit the disconnect button on his mobile. “Watch!” He said “They’re on their way! Watch how I deal with them!” “What’d…

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Ear Worms, Eumatezoa, Boxers, Fate.

To what extent do I manufacture my world? Are you a figment of me? How and why can I be reading the paper and listening to the radio and the second my eye lights on a word, say “manipulative” someone…

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