Saturday 21 January 2012

O


These are
The people

H
i'm 
you
and
use
the 
i
do

makes
my
so so..."


a heart.
a large

a full
true
heart-warming
being

vibrating
with gold
living
and dancing

a gothic
universe
the stillness
the speed
seductive.

and precious things?
you!

another
experimental visual
ahead,
looking for
the same era.

artist
had a thought.

arms
stomach and walk
quote and
eye.

me and me
said the world-

the next
will allow
posthumous
editing
worth exploring.

What I mean is there was nothing
was empty
through the empty

Crack in the wall

He wasn't sure what

Just
had said

badly.

He wanted to be

shared his
invitation
to some dead
leading artist

Behind him,
never joking.


I'll don my
straight-faced
straight-faced

eyes staring

from acting on situations

stare at nothing.


me that she's thinking that


opinions on
opinions,


Breathed
of dead
continuing
and was therefore
painted ants,


The accusation was
about a
question about
(her words).


collapsible
some kind of destiny.

punched
silence.

hanging around
arms were tattoos

was a generous
not-so generous

hawk with a
memory
for being

I think I need

I am thinking


That is, the

The needle
the eye.

The subject
made so great a noise
runs through our
bodies have bones.

In days of old,
in the earth
a building here.

It is colored.

It joins two
a short story
will illustrate it.

A tooth is hard
remembers things
comes at the end of today.

Its words are like music
will share
come with Grace
like the shape of a hand.

Wolves go about in groups
were not expecting it.

the blue-
sort of
world of
the time
and place.
are here.

my take
of us
walk

I am the one with
a mood to be sensible.

to pay more attention
blamed for not paying attention.

respect,
might argue that.

the profoundest
fault,
born easily

The ants that would
describe
the truth
of
this
creature

failed to foretell,
his extremity

I can't help
a reaction

just want
to understand

slimy
particles
thrown like confetti.
made by
his regrettable choice

a regrettable artist,
shrivelled up
drowned
her
waterflea
eyes

and stop
suddenly it stops

rather cheated
for it.
I feel

meant to be
reminisces about times gone.

but it's
to speak.

it's my
Thank you
for allowing me this
pointless
opportunity.


To be continued...



something you aren't.

to say I'm a
ponce, Sir.

I know you
Sir,

Please calm yourself, Sir.

something to do with

I'm not saying I'm blameless
it wasn't your fault,
you must

accept
what happened.
life is being remembered, a 
life which had seemed good,


it could never end.
illustrated
story be
me

a hole
an opening
can see through
an empty place
there can be only one

leaves are like needles
and a father
is a man.

cannot speak.

it burns my tongue.
undoubtedly
blinded
somehow
i managed to
look
inside the
melted down
fucking pretend
type scenario.

just
as you so
picturesquely put
in a sliver

lets pretend.
stupid youth

throughout in full color
full-length
full color

ourite

sexy is a
virtue

eye lick-in gud
he sees
she sees

angelista

her smile gives us pleasure
decorating memories
blank as pure snow
the sno

snow came
he is smiling
the magician
he turns over the earth
self will
it is an important thing
wa?
its ok
you!

stuffed with something soft
happy
hearts
and
happy
faces
 i am
so dam
jam
it swallowed me up
just a little
well
i guess
the situation
spat me out
a whisper
like
venom
and i
was drawn
into this
conscious
gathering of
self-inflicted
emotional massacre
i had
fucking
created
myself
the story was monstrous
the story was very large and ugly.
il monster

this is a

fall through this itching layer

edge beyond this savage coating of fantasy
a wormhole in heaven some time stopped in space like blood boiling ants waiting

blind trees
i mean ME!
because i am (special)
a sliver
grab some
sliver of time
on the horizon
of plastic
deja vu.

eruption
on schedule.
too nice
your will
some time

of fait

the
that

because life happens
 
explaining how to count
told us a fable
weak and dizzy
believed that god
had
faith in god.
shhhh
noise into meaningful sounds
voice in your head
held together by glue
an idea for a thought was in my head
being
knowing

getting nearer...
nearer...
today
sugar will attract
faith
and beaux
ones are prettier
is prettiest
the real

is to
as
is to?
turn a round
i'll scare you
see me grin
see me shine
see what you were

understand that you can walk around objects that are not necessarily round.
the blanket of air.
it covers the earth.


rhyt

wink and pray

quiet
makes very little noise

very little
hms

too much
alone in the dark
coughs
and
orgasm
stopped
emphasised
by her hand
by her
perspective
thinking

holes within holes

umm
life and

er
how to
doo

redemptor laaa
warning!!


thing i done

shivering
sight
dissolving
into
silence
sunketh
my o
waiting for
yells
yelling
how sorry
for
yelling
were hell
la!

in the skies
eyes made drunk
suddenly burst out
through the moon
high cloudlets
my eye was undeceived;
as prettily as
she doth run
this life
means danger
means you may get hurt
heart leaps up
with rich
punches through
boughs with gold;
of life appeal
it's the
that
on taking

eek
i learne
sudden flash of
twitching
dumbfounded
eyes.
silence
highlighted
and turning to focus
its idiotic sound
flushed
out of the air
glazing
above
the
exaggerated
floating
muttering.
and
listening hard

blood
lov
just
smile
and
nodd
smile
and nodd
smile and
nodd
smile smile
smile
i
reckon
every
pretty
glass
sand
number
awoke
something
closer
silent echoes
totally
unaware
of light and time
scratches in sun
breeze
paralysis
waving back and forth
tick-tock
fist cocked
and - BANG!
broken skull.

trufe

intelligence jammed in falling plastic gold worms of thunder.

again and again and again.

looking through eyes suffocated in some sweet little tiny fading gap of angry hurt.
now.... see through this elevated humming of unblinking animated crawling light - as if completely dissolved

in flashes of dazzling breeze in waves.
almost audible.
patches of
flutters
fall
like
heart beat
rasps
almost palpable
illuminating
a glow
forming itself
explodes
in a pure
spin
of light
time winked

this time in
a twister
recreating
plastic
lights suddenly
blurring.
a quick
fading
outwards
another brain
crashing
down
towards
incandescent
infinity
to the stars.

i really don't know.
a
heads
come
eyes are ice
wide-eyed
ghostly
and
shifting in their sockets
nothing extravaganza
some
naked
creature
smiled
down
with
wobbling teeth
painted over shrivelled time

real story
ellish
has a curved shape.
has rough fur.
has turned bad.
hear it buzz.
ou
you
you!
a kid is a young goat
every tells
azure skies
wonderla
la
sulky as the dead
i'm not
willing
to rule
myself
it's about today
and
it's about being
knowing
that
THAT is a damn
sweet thing
of being
change so quickly
people and things
now i understand
thick tails
and electric rays
goddamn opened eye ignoring THAT
damn sweet mocking memory
wilting
stringy
blood
sob
imagined
blame
heavily
pulled
through
teeth
to be
is
to be
smiles when is happy is smooth crawls and can hurt

an imaginative man
i don't really do reality
rat a tat tat
rat a tat tat
finitely
did not notice he had felt
scared.

it was very dark now
crack

we all seek
the love
and i don't care
he straightens
he says
bring me head of
savagery
blind
me
and
let him
sleep
get knowledge
and just... be
by breaking the atom
we can get atomic power

he broke it into two parts
a bit like being a bit of an idiot
make a smile
don't make a sound

how quiet
do not believe in the moon no more
the sugar     
the bleach       


got the sugar
got the bleach
the god of einsteins
einsteins
of the sea
deep into empty eyes
stopped by
a whisper
raised
breathing
the way
pheromoned fingers
disappear
IN
stare
beware
will
paralyze
the
will

stimulation
so bold
organic sunlight splashes like swirling halo breaths
don't
know
half
of it
full of
yeah
and
varied
choked
reactions
silence
like a roar
in the eye
barely caught
breath
a faint trace
of
saying goodbye
flicking
around us
between
mischievous
tremblings
-i woke up
and you slept
looking all
sexed up
and
shining
gorgeous
and i was
still
like a wing in slow heavy rushes pushing deeply into drifts of light bright flakes
i like that
see a dead straight away
hee haw hum;
bright black eyes

where houses sink into the earth
field of
unful
dreams
the
day
i woke
up
getting nearer... nearer...
catching up with her...

couldn't escape the wolf
tossing
dirty
faces
all ha-ha
did you hear
did you listen
i can hear my heart beat
life would appeal to many
eyes
darting
like
skittish
and creeping
hand
glowe
it is what it is
people who are

certain wormholes