Watching Westerns with Ludwig Wittgenstein

I should have liked to have known him, Wittgenstein, And gone to movies, certain they were crap, Insipid, B-feature fayre, non-thought provoking Westerns, gumshoe Noirs, or melodrama, Romance, musicals, the rest of all such pap! But, as the world is all that is the case, And he died when he did, not even joking Poems… Continue reading Watching Westerns with Ludwig Wittgenstein


Random Thoughts on Creatures

In jest, we call them 'creatures of the night'. In truth, we've never seen them by the light Of broken day, unless the rat called Bernard Counts! Perhaps great hordes of badgers, foxes, Mice & Muntjac deer convene outside The staffroom door when we have gone away? Well, maybe not, in fact! Besides, it's dark… Continue reading Random Thoughts on Creatures


Glasses: A True Story, or The Truth at Last?

I lost my glasses, falling over drunk One night, with no idea just where. 'd thought I'd see things clearly, even in the dark? Not so, it seems! To miss the fucking mark Is far-more easy really than it ought To be when stone-cold sober's done a bunk! But, now it makes me think, what… Continue reading Glasses: A True Story, or The Truth at Last?


My Latest, But Not My Last, Will Testament

At or on, around or after my Decease, destroy all things I leave behind? I have no wish to be so falsely kind That charity gets my haul of books & toys, Crap clothes, nor cash? No family has its claim On anything of mine, I think? The noise Of IOU & debt or credit?… Continue reading My Latest, But Not My Last, Will Testament