Oh dark mother, once more I suckle at your caffeinated teat.
From the bean, via steam, your emanations are all at once bitter and sweet.
With milk or alone both comforts and uplifts.
Please accept my humble thanks for your abundant gifts.
April 2, 2015
December 13, 2009
Remember my love
Freeze my bones, bury them deep in an icy ground, rot them long and forget them longer.
Discard my ideas, let them flutter idly onto an eternal wasteland, forever barren and unadmired.
Crush my deeds, mangle them lifeless between the granite rollers and titanium cogs of ignominy, shapeless henceforth and beyond memory.
But remember my love, offered whole, without condition and forgive the blind imperfections of the soul that seeks to please.
Remember my tears, shed freely in defenceless moments, prostrate before you and at the mercy of your pleasure.
And remember me, my love, in my condition of devotion, a deafening heartbeat silenced only when love lives no more.
Remember me. Remember my love.
December 11, 2009
A journey in time
Lime Street
Liverpool Central
James Street
Hamilton Square
Birkenhead Central
Do not alight here!
Green Lane
Rock Ferry
Bebington
Port Sunlight
Spital
Bromborough Rake
Bromborough
andrew massing is a luxury
andrew massing is a luxury
top shelf goods
positioned to shape
and deliver strategy
sharp of mind
and king of utility
he stands out
in a speakeasy world
authority
working to a plan
shrewd objectivity personified
he, luxuriant, rocks.
May 14, 2009
Burton Spice
The food here,
Is hot stuff
If you can take it,
Or simply tasty
If you can’t,
Delivered to your door
If you can’t make it
In person,
Deep karma
In the form of
Chicken korma
Tikkas all
The right boxes.
Is hot stuff
If you can take it,
Or simply tasty
If you can’t,
Delivered to your door
If you can’t make it
In person,
Deep karma
In the form of
Chicken korma
Tikkas all
The right boxes.
photo by Andy Benn
October 29, 2008
Impromptu Lunch
Impromptu lunch, finest kind,
A few beers,
No such thing as a free one,
So I paid.
October 28, 2008
The kettle boils, hopefully
The kettle boils, hopefully. I meant to say that I hope the kettle will boil rather than an observation as to the mental state of the kettle as it is boiling.
The tea brews; you know what I’m saying
The wife awaits, expectantly, looking forward to her first cuppa of the day.
Dutifully, I carry the tray upstairs.