Sunday 25 January 2015

One Day, Temple Street By Elevator

Slim Pickings On The Meridian Drive,
Fire-Axes And Dalmatian Blues To The Accident Scene,
Gasoline Slush-Puppy For A Brother's Keeper,
And The Mayor Is Visiting A Poorer Country Of Fools...
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This Winter Has Been So Under The Weather
That Obnoxious Prostitutes Have Infiltrated The Missions For A Chance Of Rain,
Whores Wanting The Polar-Caps To Melt In Their Favor,
For Assholes From The Cabbage-Patch To Sputter And Bloom,
Suckling Pigs Racking Up Their Gambleing Debts For A Stink-Finger,
Buttering The Belly Of The Beast's Burden...
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Paper-Bagged ShowGirl Pole-Dance,
Tripping On Their Trap-Doors,
Spiders In High-Heels With Coupons For Baby-Powder,
Ugly-Sympathy Fortunate To Be Present When Called,
Then To Rack Up The Numbers And Name A New King For Their Calenders,
Paper-Cuts And Hidden Rope-Burns...
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Left Over With The Magic Of Frost-Bitten Allegory,
SomeTimes... It Just Sounds Good,
To Plug The Ears And Wish For A Wiser Youth...
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But... Today... Oh, Today...
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All That's Revered In The Low-Ceiling'd Vibe
Are Those Aluminum-Starved Zodiac Ministers Of Copacetic,
Harboring Their Whipping-Boys To The Punch Bowl,
Barking, Hissing, And Spitting Their Way InTo Traffic,
Shineing Through That Blue Intercom To Dazzle On Mystic Floors
To Displace Bath Water For Their Jizz-Moppers...
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Fuck This Double-Decker World,
I Am Going To Watch Its Bottom Fall Out...
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See All Those Ghost-Whispering Faggots Tumble Down,
Listen To The Scratching Clawing As The Night Market Opens For Business.





Tuesday 20 January 2015

Perseverance While By The Sliver's Noon

Green End Of The Glass,
To The Wave,
To The Wave,
To The Wave...
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Message To MySelf,
Mirror The Bottle
Towards The Tow,
Tangent Dissolution,
Streaks My Gaze,
Stretches For The Daily Graze...
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A Cat's Eye To Roll
Down That Wall,
To The Wave,
To The Wave,
To The Wave...
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To All Reaching For Its Drop.