The Black Book

An infamous rag; not quite Lydia Lunch, and nowhere near the Marquis De Sade; yet it is a very dark book indeed. There’s love, erotica, music, movies, madness, and death of course. The poems are bitingly sensuous, drug hazed, irreverent and provocative. Hedonism beats loud in these pages - not one for the kiddies.

“Needle goes in

Blood comes out

Hit goes in

Pain comes out

Rush comes in

Tide goes out

Days come in

Nights go out…”