in the night-rain
driven from the river
'cross the railway-tracks
at traffic-lights
...
in Spring
on the rail
it's that love thing
the white plastics pale
...
it was a sticky situation
'Orange or Lemon? '
the marmalade cat at hotel-reception
...
such a journey
looking out from our carriage
on this train
...
the small birds
have gone
nervous and twitching together
...
out of a parallel universe he came
and from low -down in the wall
as though he was always there
and I was the intruder
...
Georgie I'm alive dot com.
George I wasn't dead
I sort of threshed around a bit
I may have even bled
...
The Pantomime Horse
in the theatre corral
is proving unbroken
a wayward cheval
...
can't stop this invasion
can't call it fear
can't say it's delusion
can't recall last-year
...