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KEYS TO THE CITY

I: A New Career In A New Town

II: Dream Life

III: Paintings As Prayers

IV: Late Summer Evening

POETRY

Rose Crowned Evenings

Moments Of Pure Ashtray

The Personalised Circus

Berlin Undressing

Blind Children On Western Streets

Lucifer Says He Won't See Me

Say

Absentee Note

Boy

Christmas Curtains

Fountains

July

Swans On The Surface

Girl Smoking On Balcony

Stained Glass Window

Terrible Vision

The Insurance Was WILD

The Sea's Smile

Van Gogh's Lights

The Disappointed Prince

SHORT STORIES

Tectonic Plates

Turkish Pizza

Cuddle Parties

A Night At The Circus

The Catch

Chekhov In Kreuzberg

A Stolen Dress

Two Contract Killers Get Arrested

My Uncle Dick

Death In The Cafe

Performing To The Curtain

Getting Past The Curtain

OTHER

La Traviata

Babylon Berlin

Living With Samuel Beckett:

An Anti Essay

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CONTACT

STAINED GLASS WINDOW

 

JULY 2014

 

 

First of all,

That my eyes were once stained,

So much so to you;

But as they now shine now,

I smile in strain for you.

 

Thinking of you is like looking at a stained glass window,

That I cannot see,

But of which I imagine clearly,

And with imagined glee.

 

No-

Focus busts out the colour,

Dries out, ashens the shade;

But yes I’ll imagine, and imagine you:

Staining my vision with your trace.