Your lissome regrets

Harbour no sails

As I groom you to know

I am not equal to your love

I sustain

You envelope

Me in your lusting

For More.

I wonder at my name

Prince William of Brit

For never shall I know

How you found me

Alone as a knave

Now my wish has been

Granted. I have found

A Tommy but you are

The swell I have been

Swimming for.

Lift me up so I surf

The Kalahari again

Resist not

Dear Kate

You are the timely

Saint of my

Longing. B


COPYRIGHT Bruce E Saunders 2020

There is no time like the present

No time to call me the better man

I love you all but still you sin

You smoke like Dirk but hold your fin

Like an animal

You do not win

In absence of glory you do not tell

The winner is evil the sky the begin

Of pleasure inperilled

The arc of bin laden

Does not finish here

But there where you win

The aimless start of war can be

The anywhere else for you do not begin

The end does start to make it sin

You do not know where I cannot simply

Open your eyes to the title track

Of the lp

I love to play

10 to 1

Is not the time

It opens doors

Where love begins

I di not know where you

Cannot sin

Begin the where

When no one sins

Where your difference on the brow

And hold your crooked man

On the sow

Soo-ee, soo-ee

I love you more

Than pigs do in your final hour

Do not know me when

You power

I know you not

And love you nire.

Pyre is work I do not pleasance

Take the bow

The corner presence

Is open now

I cannot hold

You again.


Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2020



Skin pale in the over-exposed picture

Front tooth still missing – you’d lost your plate

Again – this time Bruce your dog had chewed it


What the Hell, Maggie

Six years is a long time Inside

For the loneliness of dealing H

You were the guy I trusted the most in this strange town

I guess I wasn’t the only one

And yet from what I hear it could have been worse

The cops didn’t find the stash under your cupboard

Nor the four grand in cash

Which would have made it twelve.

No goodbye after all that time

On a tag.

Guess I’ll never see you again my friend.

I bet you put on weight with the prison food

And come out a Heavyweight

For keeping quiet.

I hope they make it worth your while.

Copyright B E Saunders 2016