Monday 28 April 2014

Eternal Birth

'Lover Man Cometh'

'Post Dinner'

'Acid'

                                                                     'Eternal Birth'

'X Killer Hippy'

'Parasite Blues'

'Kid Bean(s)'

'The Dump'

'Lick Meat (!)'

'Meeting People is Easy (in a Supermarket and whatever)'



Inside an evil cave/eternal birth / triumphant ‘click click click’ / eternal fart / the endless worm / wormhole psychology/shit monk / the birth of a trumpet-playing primate/ me and Steve from the butcher's daughter's knick-knack stall on Camden Market are  in the devil’s playground for 1 night only  / the devil’s front yard is not a place for young Chinese children to congregate/ ate my johnnycake on last train home / sweet whispering devils / Cuckoo Children of Scotland Yard (no, not that Scotland Yard)/he(me)sits around in his red pajamas, waiting for Christmas. /  do you or I enjoy palludial mallow? / I yawned when they showed me a photo of Gillian Anderson’s latest hair style / stylish bummers / broken whisper / the frog made a pretty face and we all dropped our tools and hugged each other / a carpenter only needs three hands /How many times have I seen a kitten yawning? Not enough times./ Robert is a stupid name for a horse / why do I feel like crying on a Wednesday? / I paid a man good money to watch me eat fruit / provoked into eating too much meat/I hugged a  monkey and this made me late for supper / I graduated in the darkness/ most Daily Mail readers think that Poland is empty / thanks to Vic, Gail and the Tundra Prince /  he was unable to talk as he had shot his mouth off earlier /oh shit I’m god!! / would you like me to remove my woolly gloves and rub some butter into your face? / do you need me to help you chop up the green grocer’s body?? / we stood in the graveyard waiting for the Russians to stop singing Korean war songs (which they had learned from a cassette given to them by Korean Paul in the good old days (the 1980s)) /the Dutch crust / the secret crust / / upper lip furniture/  I can neither confirm or deny that my good lady wife was whistling a Korean war song when we first met  / there was a curious noise emanating from the body bag..the body appeared to be ‘crooning’ / Jesus’ eyes (are too far apart) / intractable children hanging around outside fairly cheap hotels / ass-lick city/ When I was up before the Beak a number of years ago, my solicitor said to His Worship, “My client is obviously a decent sort of chap..just take a look at his shoes"

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