
ANOTHER BLOODY HARD LUCK STORY.
I know why I’ve developed the headache. I even know how to get rid of it, at least on a temporary basis and as soon as I’m up to it all, I’ll tell you the tale. Certainly, I have no intention of being difficult.
There’s nothing esoteric about life on New Mars, in fact, if you feel you must, you can read a short history on the website NEW MARS, although I have to say that I strongly advise against this. However, if you’re feeling suicidal, you may get a lift from the certain knowledge that there’re people worse off than yourself.
If you’re wondering why they call me Poetry Joe, then you’re almost as perplexed as I am. I actively despise poetry & poets, although I should say that I’ve never actually met a poet. I wish they’d call me some thing else, although I suppose it’s better than toothache or brain ache.
Janie Dust always calls me Joe. Talking of Janie Dust & I prefer not to, I can hear her coming. Oh but I don’t have the heart to turn her away. I must sign off. If only I knew the answers; any answers.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS o:)
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I love you so deeply