I was sitting by the big fire place
Warming my toes
Remembering
Trying to pull the memories
From a mind with little time left
My body old and broken
But still I can remember
Remember the good times in my life
Remember the bad times
Remember the loves of my life
Like Trudy
Yes I remember her
Making love on the shore of the Thames
Rising and drawing some carp in from the shallows
Smashing their heads with some sticks
Eating them
And then making love again
Or Sabina
The Sudanese Princess
We lay beside the great Nile
Making love
And then we netted some carp from the shallows
Smashed their heads
And ate them
And then made love again
Yes I was once a great man
With lovers in every corner of the world
The trade in blood diamonds
Makes for desperate times
Gundal
We lay beside the Amazon
The air so thick and hot
We made love
And then speared some carp from the slow current
Smashed their heads
And ate them
And then made love
I smiled, remembering
Thinking of life and its strange path
I thought of my lovers and of the carp I have smashed and eaten
And as I rose up on to my tired legs
And headed down to the creek
With my big wooden stick
I realized it was not the relationships in my life
Or the making of the love
That gave me great pleasure or defined me as a person
It was the smashing of the carp that did

I don’t think the world is going to end in a
Apocalyptic event of fire, chaos and anarchy
I think that someone will one day be walking
In a yet undiscovered jungle spot
And look down and see something that
Looks like a plug
They bend down and try to pick it up
It will stick for a second and then they’ll pull harder
It will pop up
And suddenly the earth will start flying around the universe
Like a balloon does just after you’ve blown it up
But your fingers slip
And it just goes nutso crazy flying around the room
That’s’ how I see the end
That’s why I’ve formed a group that fights against those
Who like adventure and the thrill of finding new insect species
Because it will be one those people that will see the plug
And they’ll pull at it because of their insatiable curiosity
That’s why I sit at home strapped in a big comfy chair
And a hockey helmet on…just waiting …just waiting
For someone to pull that plug…..

I was writing a childrens book
I called it ‘Sexy Island’
After a couple of hundred pages
I realized it wasn’t a childrens story at all
But a work of adult fiction
Full of sex and violence and women warriors who were naked a lot
I tried changing it a bit to appeal more to children
But I had a lot of scenes with group sex in them
And those scenes were essential to move the plot along
And when I tried to incorporate some cute animal characters
I found that I either killed them off in some horrible manner
Or they somehow got tangled up in the group sex scenes
So I’m not sure what to do with the book now that it’s finished
I gave it to Klaus's little brother to read
He really liked it
He asked a lot of questions
Especially about the scenes with group sex in them
And he thought it was a little too long
And he said he wouldn't buy it
As he'd rather spend his allowance on action figures
Maybe if I make it into a pop up book I can still capture some of the youth market?