Monday 28 December 2015

girl, u look just like paul mccartney


desmond says to molly

:aber was ist denn die gegenteil
:what is the opposite
von lü­gen
lies

the truth [HAAAAAaaaAAAaaäääää]
will set u free

happilygullibly v miserablycynically?

science ; ; ;

apply this : is the cat wanted dead
           : is the cat wanted alive
           : is the cat wanted dead or alive
                               dead +  alive

           : is the cat wanted


          whatever


patent or latent

quickquicksandboxfantasies?
reality:?? 
stand on two legs
[look down ;; two legs]

grab an atom 
if u cancan kick it
unzip it + lemme see it

whether u whisper or not
i got small ears
so what
ever u say
i believe u
.have yr reasons.

writeitrollitsenditupinsweetlickysmoke
to the gods 

&lalala
how life goes on

Thursday 17 December 2015

harpoon

if u ever see kids
in the middle 
of a nativity
no costumes
no uniform
in mufti + braces
brazen
they faces
not yet grown 
into they faces
such sweet faces
u do not see the future
of arseholery

necessarily

probably we 
would have arseholes

im an arsehole
i seen yr arsehole

&
u know i dont mind arseholes
, , ,
i dunno

i see hands drawing hands drawing eyes
to divine

a ballet waiting to be danced

a penalty awarded
what could go wrong

?

www.indelibility
whether we like it or not

water the blog
a relationship with a relationship

or the ultimate droste?

the greatest expression of humility
i was thinking about me

& me 
& u

& me 
& u 
& u 2 arseholes

i ll be there front row
clapping like a african dad

.

listen
,
maybe lately i been tripping
cupids cyanide tipped harpoons
go clean through ventricles
exit wounds
properly patched up

laughter: axiomatic medicine

& un understood biology

oxy dosing

i must be tripping
i trust invisible flying babies

Thursday 10 December 2015

love technology

balcony scenes these days

romeo posing pecs on a staircase 
to nowhere
in the sun 

in this one spot 

below juliet on a camerafone takes pictures
ESP: texts she read before he sent them

star children will not be conceived accidentally

i must write down my dreams in dippy pen
else i wont remember them

fuxk it
ill incept urs 
.

u luddite
.
.
steal the words from the tip of ur lips
i need the bandwidth
for the collaborative vine compilations

barbed wire bunting
& bad coffee

wired

the s peed + density of processing 
loooooooooong 
sloooooooooow 
.
.
.
thoughts

when magic incantations
can do the work
while we walk the cerulean route round wedding

Thursday 3 December 2015

thought balloon

is it tho
?
false modesty
honestly
?
i take myself far 
too seriously to take myself 
that seriously
.
no
,
seriously
.

,
this happens ofte
.
frequently
.
.
thought balloons twisted

            tongue
          my
        of
     tip  
  the   
on

            tongue          
          my
        of
     tip  
  the   
on

            tongue
          my
        of
     tip  
  the   
on

s
l
i
p
ping super slo-mo 

inexorably

to a parallel universe where

i am a happy janitor
with all the keys

&

i invented peace

&

i cracked the code of the flight of the bumblebee

thanksgiving

o say
can u see
across the sea
no homo
only me
with the benefit of hindsight
sealed with a loving kismet
anna karenina principle
no russsian novels 
are too long to read
lets sit down together
& play happy families
with all the bland&dry
drownedingravyforflavour trimmings
a pilgrims thanksgiving
so thank u god!
it was all gods fault
written as it was by god
it was written
my god he reaps
favourable conditions for chosen peoples
selects superior intellects
preaching peace+civilization
ratified by god we trust
an appropriate saturnalian
feast on the plantation
back breaking after all 
that work done
best of all relations
pardon the turkey
bestial relations
pardon my turkey
its gon get shady
fuxk u pigs
u fuxk ur pigs
poison handkerchiefs
& ill humor
spelled the american way
u r not a part of this
a unique take 
on integration immigration
taking & raping
fencing off what was fenceless
from those defenceless
best be en guard
heavy the head is
that wears steel crown
gold standards set
step on the neck of the meek
who will inherit a complex
the same standards set
i swear down
u best wish me dead
think a nigger beg a banquet?
coming for crumbs?
a slither of pumpkin pie
nah-uh
i take the cake
many morsels i devour 
partakers of the plenty
constitutional rights
click clack
we all strapped
& i wish a nigger would
& i wish a redskin would
& i wish a mexican would
& i wish a haitian would
& i wish the vietcong would
& i wish venezuela would
& i wish a cuban would
& i wish an afghan would
& i wish an iraqi would
& i wish we all would
say
thank u 
say thank u

Tuesday 1 December 2015

do the right thing

gods problem with justice as a concept
it is a man made metric
in a universe that gives this many fucks
to what man made

what man made me this?
i give u my image
u gimme the rib of a pig
dry + violent
fake smile + a side of sugar

brackish she says
: u dont deserve
this
this &//
that

i said:
i deserve everything i get

moves like jagger begging me: 
do it
pash sechs
& i left
without paying