Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to grow...


Chris Madoch

We can't do justice to this magnificent, perfect-bound, collection by just reproducing the small extract below. Chris Madoch, the talented, enigmatic, self-proclaimed 'Queer-Messiah' writes like no other poet we know... maybe the book should carry a Government Health Warning along the lines of; 'Warning! This book may seriously affect your current complacency!' ...if you don't buy it you'll have to be content with over-hearing people talking about it in bars, in cafes and on the streets of whatever City you happen to live in...



Its bits 2
Micro atomic
To emit
Low light

Might it resist
Unclever severing

Let’s lay confined
Forever connected
Sweat drenched in the dark
Blinded yet illuminated by
Love’s bright skylark


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