Monthly Archives: March 2007

Requiem for refreshment, ill met by the roadside. The real refreshment: Geigelmaus on fire. He of the shortened trousers, the tattooed lip and the confident, cockeyed stare. Now ablaze, after a fashion, smouldering as always and always a hot catch … Continue reading →

His gaze, soft, and he’s on top of the song, but not too heavily. Making his way towards her, hobbling past the sellers, in the shadow of the clock, clacking on cobbled stones, the stench of fruit, meat etc. Over … Continue reading →

I’ll get you in my dreams.It could, of course, be construed as something of a threat, this business of getting women, either in dreams or out of dreams. But construed as a threat by whom? By women who have no … Continue reading →