The Modern Silhouette 

Is in the barbeque position

Flight vouchers cannot be used for alcohols

That is a shame mate

Of course I’ll gladly be your enemy

The storm eaters write an ‘omage to Poe

Course they did course they did……

A poetic voyage a flight of fancy

Opal vision crusty spaghetti house a last resort brokered just before closing time

Borges is on the phone he wants his ideas back

All of them

So does Pessoa come on hand em over

Storm eater fleet and mercurial does one

‘Is all that we see or seem but a ….’

The quasi mythological versus the semi-skilled that’s what we have in this country right now.

write an epic in the style of Swinburne a worthy goal

Square chap reading a book called ‘Utopia for realists’, falls asleep straight away, microcosm of drool, the merest spectre forms, corner of the mouth

The English

As hapless as ale.

As helpless as cake

Temporary residence outside star bucks advertising vapour

All I wanted to do was get my feet under the payroll somewhere

Semi-skilled at living

Adepts at dying

Barely living

Women’s hour

Hot smoke colluding with cold breath

In and out

Eroding the heart that smells the trigger

“A bee flew into my mouth”

Now has been rung

Now has been sung the morning bell

The pastry economy is up our experts say

Fuelled by increased anxiety over Brexit and the prospect of summer in particular croissants are flourishing

Hot sugary money

Fuelling our hearts disaster