3/17/11

Me Fans Are Scheepid Piglets

One Two Three Fourraye am an antique wrist!
and i am a novelist!
oh don't worry, i'll remember that song
i'll file it away for future reference
future reference paves slumberland freeway
four bald manservants at the corners of my bed
stop-sign, ain't your rules a fucking game?

was this worth getting out of bed for?
never end a friendship with a preposition
you've changed man
it used to be about the sex and drugs!
what's this music shit?
was it worth getting out of bed for?
i remember when you would take a sleeping pill at midnight
and blog till 3 in the morning anyway
what happened?
now it's an event, getting out of bed
and for what? this non-ironic happenstance?

slag off! o slag off!
water water everywhere yet not one drop to drink
sha-bang! there's plenty more purple flasks where that came from
o kinetic energy, o graphic calisthenics of caligula-like overkill
o phenotype pheromone hairspray from the photogenic genome
yo gnomish hearsay, boy, where's my latte boy? tell murphy i said
slag off!
i'm drinking purple-flask juice to forget about the excess saliva
it could be this, or it could be that, i could be too thin, or i could be too fat
it could be the traz, it could be the serts, or it could be
i'm thinking when i could be drinking, fuck the thoughts, time to bask
in the purple flask

3/15/11

austere food and lots of it

no howl, no foul
or yes foul, no fair, scratch that
win this, tomorrow's agenda
write this
type set yes please
laundry ball
i can unsee a round slab of garlic fingers
but i can't uneat said slab
won't regurgitate
will digest as fate, for good or ill
this is what i call forward motion through linear time



hit the floor running

or maybe not, it's fun to imagine though

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