iI saw this fat man.Haw Fatman I says, How’ve ye got 3 caursOn yir lock-block,A big yin, a wee yin an’ a medium sized.The big yin’s for the faimly,The wee yin goes the shoppin.An’ yir medium sized, pearl metallickedTurbo fuckn dieseled?The laddie drives, but mainly It’s for back-up.Back-up? Aye back-up.An’ is your wife as fat […]
Now wheel and hoof and horn In every street Stunned to its chimney-tops, In every murky street — Each lamp-lit gorge by traffic rent Asunder, Ravines of serried shops By business tempests torn — In every echoing street, From early morn Till jaded night falls dead, Wheel, hoof, and horn Tumultuous thunder Beat Under A […]
my love for you will last until the sick lake
evaporates
God said: Let the dark be dark.
/ Let the stars shine properly.
/ And let darkness with no stars
/ heal the damage caused by…
‘Necessity is not the mother of invention; play is.’
/ Ian D. Suttie
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/ It gets late early out here
/ in the lacklustre places,
/ wind in…
Out of this ugliness may come
/ some day, so beautiful a flower
/ that men…
The buildings are so high
/ nothing can be seen now of my childhood.
/ I’ve lost my patio with its lazy clouds
/ where the…
