September 10th 2018 (Whitley Bay) Peter M is making a porn movie. It is rubbish & obviously just an excuse for him to get hold of his clients. He lurks over the top of their pale bodies & jerks into their hair. He wears dreadful shoes! Nick B arrives on set (in an advisory capacity). … Continue reading dream diaries…35
This fingered beam of light pours soft & electric - an endless stream through the keyhole of our door. We caress & kiss softly, almost silent, in this cosy corner of the coming dawn. We writhe until we cannot breathe in this scruffy bed, beneath Egyptian cotton sheets, sleep-thin & weak with hunger. The … Continue reading But, Painted Palace!
Some seven score and several more miles from the clay-blue lias and freckled-gorse of linty shores this very evening, in my gut, I sense the push and the pull of her greasy tide. Psychic fingertips! Intuitive! In your town, I'm grounded; hopeless streets divide, not rivers in torrential flow, but stagnant fossil fuel & … Continue reading … electric! Flicker!
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