No.94:Philosophers, 2006

'The Human being is the only species that begins life as a truly great and inquisitive philosopher, then gradually through education , experience and necessity gradually develops into an opinionated ,bigoted old ignoramus'.

No.95: Piss Artist, 1984

I'm pissed , I'm drunk
A Bacchus incarnate

I got tipsy on whiskey
A converted inebriate

Eveything is rosy
Fine if the night won't end

Ah! what if I sober up
And 'conned' descend ?

No. 96: Mirror, 1984

Mirror cracked from side to edge
An elbow damaged too
A slice of bacon , hyena's sandwich
With sauce of leeches' brew.

Casualty: Doctor and nurse have work to do
To which they disincline
Stitch by stitch , good tailoring
They bind this hide of mine.

What vanity and incontinence
Has caused this bitter strife?
Like Narcissus I've paid my dues
And now I'm scarred for life.

Mirror cracked from edge to side
You who claims to tell no lie
In pieces I have left you
And in pieces so am I.

No. 97: Sleep Walkers, 1990

We sleep in our beds
Then get up and walk in our sleep
In our walk we're asleep

And when it's too late
We wake from our walk
Only to see that we slept in our wake

Then we long to return
To our sleep without wake
Without walk without sleep

No. 98: The Duck, 2001

If by good fortune I had been struck
To reincarnate and be a duck

To shed this human husk so frail
So many things it did but fail

The air too high ,the fall too steep
The rivers cold and waters deep

The earth so wide , its gates erect
I lacked the courage to insurrect

But when the time comes ,I'll be dressed
As one that all the Gods have blessed

Brown 'n' purple robe with hood of green
That sails all weather clad with sheen

To roam bare foot accross all land
No longer just a labouring hand

And most of all that human dream adorn:
Say good bye! to all and be airborn

Oh what a privilege and good luck
To reconstitute and be a duck.

No. 99: Cigarette, 1983

When I kiss you and watch you fade
I confess you are the only lover I have made

You burn my heart and sooth my brain
As I light your fire again and again

They tell me you're no good for me
But I don't give a fart

I will be with you forever
Until death do us part

No. 100: The Fool, 1989

There once was a fool
Who fell from a stool

He remained on the floor
And he fell no more