Mar28

I’ve not eaten today I decided that nothing would taste nice Everything in the cupboard looked fine But I just wasn’t interested I couldn’t see anything Nothing caught my eye And I have a wandering eye Not unlike the rest of me I’m a wanderer through and through I wandered up to the post office…

Jan25

so, let’s study him then get to know him better than he does let’s set up in the bushes outside his home like a gang of twitching man-watchers we’ll scribble data into our favourite leather-bound notebooks our study will include all his habits we’ll count how many times he visits his mother note down whether…