by Brian McCloskey
This is the time for dreams. If you really want to kiss her, just go right up and tell her. Life is pain: get used to it. If you would let me hold you, I wouldn’t walk away. Are you a pig, Amanda? That exquisite belly against my neck? His trout were stinking. My body says love me tonight. I advise you to use all your ears in the correct sequence. If it doesn’t snow I think I’ll put in a few broad beans. He brought me a purple sombrero and a little guitar. Why not sing with a wooden leg? We are but visitors on this rock. And you don’t even know I’m looking at you and I want you so much. Sometimes I just want to be held. I am absolutely in love with you. I needed you to love me so that I could leave you. We must be dreaming. The world is full of complainers. The Earth mother won’t let me do experiments. What’s your favourite humming noise? His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe. I love you I think you are beautiful. Why can’t I find Amanda? She is my heart’s delight. He’s happy to be a sandwich. I didn’t have anybody but I had you. That would be an ecumenical matter. Your gentle love turned my life around. The life of Brian is one long round of sex and drink.