c a s a n o v a 's - l a m e n t Though I am a slave Love was not sole master of my fate Should it have me stay Pulling me to heal I’ld simply tug the faster Slip the leash Jump the gate - more -
psychological blues I’ve been feeling so ambivalent About the situation Seeing you from time to time Or the harsh realisation Of not seeing you at all Anymore - more -
ruin at the door seasons come seasons go they come and go world’s spinning round and round the clock we go sun’s up moon is hanging low - more -
ending of a world (reflections 9/11) was this love’s face that we gleaned forever blindness in her eye compulsion ever in her sometime suicidal aim - more -
the hills of debris the hills of debris the swarming flies buzzing round our precious lives we cannot bury politicise the facts can’t be denied - more -
the sweetest milk the sweetest milk turned oh so bitter from open page to a piece of litter crumpled on the ground crumpled on the ground - more -
jack and jill she tried to scrub away the grime but wound up pegged out on his washing line only to drip dry to drip dry oh the bowls of suddy tears that sharp green spring had once been hers she pawned it all for stocks and furs now she is trembling in her hot house it is winter - more -