Lord Byron Downloads A Zombie Movie
When to their hughies on a fuddled gale,
Shall call my spirit, dark Guinness-tinged, pugilistic,
When, pois’d he rip-tides thick speech,
Or, dark in mist marks the spot before an unfermented head.
Oh! May my shade’s giddy-pluck veins drain
To mark the spot into a jotted fragment, a pub-crawl swig alone.
No lenghthen’d scroll if that with bed-readiness this liver has glued
My epitaph shall be with lurk-remembered charms
If that only bugger-all shall lucidify
Oh! May no other gaffes be misremembered.
Glossary of slang: Hughie – Vomits.
Lord Byron Attends A Transvestite Party
One shade of forget-me-not dusts the eyes
Had half impair’d splotch on a rag doll cheek
Which waves in a shagadelic hair-piece, nuzzling
Or softly lightens the boom-ting polkadot embodiment
Where thoughts and amyl orbit the venturesome
How pure this backdoor man daylights as Miss Salacia
In 1998, Christopher Barnes won a Northern Arts writers award. In July 2000 he read at Waterstones bookshop to promote the anthology ‘Titles Are Bitches’ and at Christmas 2001 he debuted at Newcastle’s famous Morden Tower doing a reading of his poems. Each year he reads for Proudwords lesbian and gay writing festival and he partakes in workshops. In 2005, Christopher saw the publication of his collection LOVEBITES published by Chanticleer Press, 6/1 Jamaica Mews, Edinburgh.
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