Thursday, 19 June 2025

Behind the Eyelids - Sissy Spacek Club Sandwich

 

All Labour is God's Labour







are we gods



reading grumble mags on the way home from Pentown



blizzard ticketts







an advert i made for Baxter Fish and Chip shop



straight talking cowboy magazines






Camel speaker box
frog spawn on my fried breakfast plate
the hog desperately tries to remove every inch of the dandruff
shuffling android in late 18th cent.
desperate ghosts
the willy at the edge of your leg
trunk fag
drinking milk and smoking blunts
fried egg psycho billy tapes
listening to Enya on 8 track on the way home from Calif.

burlap lego






behind brown eyes

craft copper

gimcrack child smile



classic macher

a brief pause
Madonna up the rope
a brief interlude with the grey
the functionality of a dead robot
we paused to remember Alfie
with my daughter on the steps of the sausage factory
holding hands with dead nudists




is this just phantasy?

We strolled through the large expanse of grass clutching out small wooden keepsakes. Nigella had a shoulder bag full to bursting of small items she had found on our journey. ‘here is a small wooden skull which someone has painted yeller’ she said as she proferred the small delicate skull to me. I was charry of taking the skull in my hand for fear of dropping the skull and destroying what was clearly a treasured item.




Eric is the new Watford head trainer

CD Motivation Tapes

SHAT on a another man's bike-seat
yes this is bovine AIDS
the kestrel my mother keeps on
we beat the shit out of the Nazi and retired for cocktails
perfumed daddy
scrounging for cock on the way home from Poole
short faeces
gay district
Danny lolling about in the puddle
chem trail diets
vast wank





with ape and smack paper trail



Juno from Bilo Town

dry sneeze
pepper looking thru the window
a mushroom delicately placed down onto a small adult baby
cross your heart with your deformed fist
your deformed foot was an unappealing sight for the prom queen
a small lady crawling through a snake skin




The Pork Scientist

the bug baby is eating his lunch
drifting with the poltergeist
public spectre
the troubled Face
kinky rejects
plastic wipeout scenario
the bubble yum scenario
toes twisted in too-hot bath
fear of the sun God
the tortured poltergeist

a day out with Nick and Nick's brother

wacky vulture
club sandwich with Arsenic
the pampered adult baby
obnoxious pork butcher
twisted fingers in the morning jungle

smashing eyeliner for Pebbles

petrol list for year 2000
the wacky bonk
foxes over the stream
basic ghost
entry-level poltergeist
remedial hatchet job in Basingstoke
hot water melts the condomns
poisoned snake piss
the Barry Humphries reunion trial
gas masks on or off?

adult pouch for baby
milk tits raffle
beautiful ticker






rogue fleet network





track rats

Hot Water Rat Eulogy
Pork Science wear your cap down low
pebbles in the swamp
is this an actual photo of a goose
low down in the swamp up to yer knees
Led Zep Picnic twist
the fleeting jumper
ironic twist in Pakistan Hit
fever pusher of mushrooms
swab tronk

up to yer neck in Wok meat

hot cuddles
wank meat sale
lost in the sales
is capital pig a Nazi?
furry around the edge of town
the hairy eyes of placid old timer
furry green feet of the honky troll
a day out in Wisbech with the conker collector
around the edge with the salad dodgers
we put the meat to one side and dreamt of better days to cum




trying 2 drink outta a upside-down cup
the prince of drug addicts
down in the layby with a sneezing goblin
i fear the bat people, but i love bat boy
a day out with a cream puff salesman
the fag at the end of the mouth
rainbow city straight pecker
flag waving corpse
the fear of a ghost in your turtle shell




Pegasus rebound - Gormless trajectory
pettels in the coffin
transformed twitcher
the boxer in the rainbow
cardshark for Jew
french crap
we saw you naked, rolling in the meadows
wash your bones, young scholar
roll out the public shockwaves

sipping coffee in the torture museum

rolled up my sleeves and dipped my hands into the wet concrete
the sea is wet today Adrian
a weeping goat on the back of a lorry
potato harness
i just got back from Mars, Adrian
i flew over Preston with my dick hanging down
a skeleton was robbed for his last boner






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