Words.
Essays.
On fish and Flesh.
The only thing I hate more than people who call themselves vegetarian but eat chicken and fish are people who call themselves vegetarian but feed meat to pets. The former are morons, the later hypocrites...
The Portrait Gaze.
I used to think that I wanted to fuck everyone in the whole world: I now realise I just want to photograph them instead.
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Three Short Poems.
Retirement Dream.
When I am old
I am going to
learn to knit
and keep on knitting
until
I have
constructed
a woollen rainbow
three times longer
than Dr Who's scarf.
Boredom.
It is not so much
a question
of not having
anything
to do
but of not
having
something
organised
by someone
else
to which
you can
turn up
and be
entertained
without
having
to do
anything
more
strenuous
than paying
the cover
charge.
Cunnilingus.
Head down
like a bee,
praying.
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