Tangerines

A luminous humidity clings to the house 
for almost the entire day. ………………………………………………………………. All of a sudden it’s 3.30 and I’ve had a walk and a cigarette. Michael’s yelling through the window that he won’t be going back to work because someone’s cutting his cheques wrong and Webster laughs like an engine  and he wants … Continue reading Tangerines

Ah

Here lies the torment Of every third night That clamours at the doors  And rattles window panes Here lies the torment That scraps the morning call And weaves uneasy dread Of a great grand failure   Continue reading Ah