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September 11, 2016
The saw blades of your mouth
are set to mutilate and tear to the core.
(at least the knife
has poetic silence
in its slicing)
Your ears are tuned to flats and sharps
wherever they occur.
Your eyes are rifles: shoot to kill.
Your nose snorts flames on all good will.
Into each d...
July 29, 2016
Glasgow never really slept last night.
She just wound down to pauses of silence
drunken shouts and the squeal of bus brakes.
Then the big engines of the morning roar,
searching out the first footfalls of dawn
to sweep them up and carry them on.
Without meaning or purp...
21 five star reviews
August 7, 2017
Cunt a true story
December 31, 2016
The Motorbike Of The Morning
A new novel
July 31, 2016
I'll be publishing poetry here
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