UNINVITED MELANCHOLY

Her dark veil, a time-honoured symbol of secret sin, and regardless, her private affair, as was the flaxen-haired girl’s forbidding, yet disguised scowling disposition. In one hand a cute little pink tablet that, when devoured…to be taken along with a strongly recommended swig of any and all sugary thirst-quenching beverages…ends life in an instant; in … More UNINVITED MELANCHOLY

THE SAD DEMISE OF JESSICA DOWNLOW – THE TREE HUGGING SUICIDAL POET

Always I have hugged trees. Even as a small child I hugged them…all varieties mind…for there is nothing like communing with nature in my book. In point of fact nothing can match the feeling of bare skin on bark…the silver birch especially. My parents thought me most odd. Pater would often say to me, ‘Jessica, … More THE SAD DEMISE OF JESSICA DOWNLOW – THE TREE HUGGING SUICIDAL POET

WELCOME TO THE DIVINE ‘CASINO EDEN’

Whether she was callously evicted from the playground of sterilized delights by an inflexible matchless landowner or left of her own considered volition was an uncertain irrelevance, for now at any rate. Those apathetic, ‘rolling in it’ nobs who came to know her cared not a solitary jot as to Eve’s why’s and wherefores’.   As … More WELCOME TO THE DIVINE ‘CASINO EDEN’

MY SUICIDE NOTE

I’ve been an utter rotter and a scoundrel both an accomplished idiot and a fool to choose the pleasures of fresh flesh and to be so untrue to you   Of course it was always in my nature to treat you, my true lover thus for no matter how much I craved for you on … More MY SUICIDE NOTE

GENRES OF SUICIDE

Beachy Head has been done far too often A squalid overdose has scant appeal Jumping under a train is plain selfish Just think how the driver must feel   A Swiss clinic can prove quite expensive Although it does have a certain panache Slashed wrists some think far too messy And carbon monoxide’s no gas … More GENRES OF SUICIDE

THE SAD DEMISE OF JESSICA DOWNLOW – THE TREE HUGGING SUICIDAL POET

Previously when things turned sour in my life I’ve always turned to hugging trees…I find such solace in this simple act of communing with nature the only way I know how. Lately however, every place I go be it at work, to pray, within my relationship with my current partner Harry the ‘Bomb Thrower’ Evans … More THE SAD DEMISE OF JESSICA DOWNLOW – THE TREE HUGGING SUICIDAL POET