Wednesday 12 October 2022

PING PING - 3 POEM

 


this ain't a crab - it is a fucking hedge-hoggy (13.03.23)

blib blob 


VIRGIN TV BROADCAST, PRE GOD

TENNIS SKIN

PUNK SHIT BABBY HO HO

WINDOW BABA 200S






BLINDFOLDED PASTA

Bent Crust

Edge frigid the looming lick.

Side of planet is a disc drive

You enter your fork and eat!

Wretched out mouthpiece

Canal drum screwed-up cringeworthy eyes

Puke on down. Camel toe sturgeon hi-way

Bleeping bent shadows

200a warp-warm speed . windows to the wormhole

Puke on speed

 

GLICK TICKET

You r my glick-ticket

Crumbs manifest themselves as cardboard artefacts from scum-wave past pasted onto the past – eyeballs fidget as we direct scum to other corners of town.

The wet pain drip drip over the shoe of a priest who is wearing a cardboard hoax Mickey Mouse breathalyzer.  Slowly we scorpio-pinched his fat, the sides of his eyes were weeping slightly so we brought crisp packets and slow motion in we filmed him on our camera corders. Partaking in the following days milk rallies we stopped hopping and slowly stood still as men in flesh uniforms counted us with their many -fat fingers

Daily like a hockey stick

Each day we play with our minds

Our minds are wet and the glue has not stiffened

In four eyes we subtract some pithy lines from Cucumber is God

Water seeps out of the corrupted banqueting hall

A well-stoned guy in Bristol-coloured hot pants is seeping himself, we hold buckets next to him and laugh , dance fiddle with each other’s blue and yeller minds.

The compromised wall is leaking stones so we collect some breakfast, get our bulleting boards and hop and laugh

Goose-flesh girls laugh and hide their pink fingers under fat heaving bottoms


3 - 

First gammon puppet

Is it his late-licence being revoked

Halibut carpet

(invalid response call-out)





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