by Brian McCloskey
How many would that be? He’s having the dog dream again. You could spare a kiss or two and still have plenty left. It’s very rude to put your whole body weight on two men. Was it always the same ear? A love affair with Northampton is a journey into space. There should be a sign. Remain silent for hours and then talk obsessively about Paul McCartney. Your happiness sickens me. I really admire your shoes. Brian is attracted by the charms of a feminist called Judith. I know it’s a complicated meat. Why should women be nicer? My hands are warm now. Experience the heartbreak of first love. It wasn’t really a kiss. They look like nice big tongues. Half an hour on a giraffe. I remember you from one of my dreams - one of the better ones. Put that cowboy back against the wall. I am looped in the loops of her hair. Maybe she’s just like a song. Please touch the beneficiary. I’m glad I’ve only got two flowerpots. Crawl over there and look at her ankle. Just the soup. Perhaps you were fooled by the opulent luxury of our home. Can’t we name the flowers instead?