Thursday 18 February 2010



Timekeeping, courtesy
No respect
I will allow myself to go with the flow
I am so, so sorry...i can say this
Some people can't, you for example on the fourteenth floor
Eh, eh mate...you're a star
I don't want the world, I just want to live in it
Courtesy of Jackie, talk to an orange and piss
Yourself
Timekeeping, courtesy
Listening in on others' sexual habits and what
Is cheese in Chinese?
I post a letter by the waterfront...it is a
Questionnaire, it is returned to the breakdown people


Soothsayer, was hidden, out of view in alcove
Went over last week's programme...missed it, instead asked tourists where they were from
We missed you...very kind
Can see the white paper for all black spot
Only for...well you know...thanks chuck
Can we really ever be happy perchance?
Shift your gear asap so we can have our one hundred and
Eighty five centimetres by thirty two centimetres space back
Timewaster
Cling, clinging, clingy, ring a ding dingy
Slick juices and shopping aisles, I was
Strumming, smouldering, you breathe deep
Musky
Must we?
Tugging and gagging all at once
Ciggies...no ta...polyglot...oui arigato
Listens to numerous conversations on
Bus journeys and transcribes 'em all
Lucky bleeder...CB
Great British spirit involves absence, loss...involves ni eleve
So much so, it affects my concentration
I seal the envelope with the un-licked postage stamps
Still inside, this happens when I have a pile of papers
In a pending pile, especially when it's freezing back
Home
I outline another stain in pencil this time
Hell of a pain in my left shoulder
This cannot be attributed to the central
Vestibule inflammation...or was it labyrinth?
I'm still awful with names and i'm still
Wearing nicotine patches
They are awesome
I had fantasies...here's a weird thing...i had fantasies of
Touching the flesh amongst the fur only the night before it occurred
Weeks later, it was warm skin upon cold, both listening
Both searching for hearts beating and worst of all
Carsick
Just for those fucking flamingos...fleabags
Take me to the down south, cleaners
Take me to the European east, surgeons
Cleaners
Surgeons
With consignments, with consignments


Of course I am where I am
On another trade mission, see your GP, take the
Crash course
Trust me, oh well if you must me
I am beyond the pale...almost white in fact
Gee...skins in nice leather boots...didn't even notice
But they did
It's got to be perfect
It's gotta' be something else
Your anger anger anger
Your diversity diversity diversity
In honour only
Never in name...data input
Looking for a fight, ravenous
Ravenous, insatiable little girl
But someone saw through and had a pop at
Little girl...you are a main contributor
A key contributor to the group
Well...thank you...well...well
Well 'ard
Outside now
Granulated blast furnace slag like Celtic
Or Arbroath or Montrose
Intermittent...he needs to find
Dolphin friends, monsieur
He is naughty down in the metro
It/he is freezing back home
A series of questions, clothes gone from the passageway that
Leads to the front door, on my happy list I will note that
The cracked heel cream is working
Wonders...innocent though I am or...i purport
To be
Childhood piano...silent...i know this perhaps
Too well, take me back to the dear old
Yorkshire Dales...to authentique roots, calmer days
When frontmen knew far less
Your hair is fantastic...not to mention the yellow, yes
Yellow coat...it is from Turkey...Mike is from Burnage
I mentioned him already
Rattling, rustling, take a sorrowful girl out

To a tribute gig...properly walking, dancin' an' stuff
But seriously, i'd prefer to give her
A tour of Brutalist modern architecture


Last night, tracking dodgy mechanics out on the town
In duffle coats
And/or bubble coats
Re-united, never...not
In the phonebook
How are the firm treating you?
These one hundred and eight views suit your
Blurry prettiness, your study of Italian literature and your
Revision methods
Chunks and chunks and chunks of them
Unforseen
Don't bring me into the equation...don't even
Bother
Take me to a farm
Any farm, any farm
And let me...till
Luxury this is, big fella, a large barge full of
Barge poles...handy items
A man at the door with a bald head, custards
Meringues, laughter and class as well
Retail and trust
Torture and Iraqi policemen
Art Critics in praise of the female derriere
Are you on drugs or are you from this country, more giggles
Grown on face, wild elsewhere
Fifteen hundred hours and seventeen minutes
Five ticks...more like five hundred
Still no further forward, eyes caught in 'ere before
Recorded and put in with sample documents
Sixty six
It's not working...it
Just isn't


The post-it note is never truly posted
Nor is it an It note
Not like the It rabbit
This rabbit rose like no other, 'twas
Registered
This 'aint gonna' 'elp...this win, this
Windfall of twenty squid
Skid, solitary, skidoo...tired of tiredness
Have to put a block on current affairs
Put the elbow in a bit harder
I will not use the carpenter's pencil to leave
My signature on a ceiling whilst elevated on a table
Floated in mid-air by a medium...but will be happy to leave
The stain of a used and drained teabag
Besides, I can do this from ground level with
A flick of the wrist whilst experimenting with new techniques
Newfangled developments...damned sexy
Da brothers grim...fairytales
Fobbed off
Expectin' a pattern?
Understand the dynamics of the pool
Stuck in lanes of hairless traffic
You look for desire...it's there, all you
Need to know
All you need to know
Rochdale...safe haven
Rochdale...so much for
The safe haven


Opposite
The American coach sounded like she/he
Was lost in twentieth frequencies
Alone
Look for this, delicate sponge and arresting
Beautiful eyes, English...Iranian
Guilt-edged
So we should be...the rising sun
Greets them before us and always will
Get over it
Change your ringtone
I will forever be caught between the work
Ethic of those with a work ethic and the compassion
Of the compassionate
Oh radio, oh radio
Where to go next?
Chop...chop...chop...chop...and then
After the heartwarming, the place
With the twatted rat...great pic.
Pictures of the arena
Icy cold, collarbone stories, world is
My lobster...funny that
Condition...they look more out of...than
Me...poor souls
Providers...women
Clients...unisex
As...always
Women of the world take over
I am fish pond wrong dish
Heating off and thaw on
Hopes dashed
I was smashed...again
Why is Yvonne not runnin' this ship?
Alexis is poor...more poor...more
My qualifications were gained over th' water
Thwarted by her though
Another clinging one like floaters
Not the kind we were discussing in corneas
In rooms
Yours...down the pan
Yours...in the document wallet
Forestry and other new beginnings, dubiousness
Hope...and for me...no change there then?
Sit...like a beautiful young colt
Amongst the thistle and draped over
Determined weeds and within close proximity
Of that fourth floor where that life ended
Ended


Wirral, whirlpool-driven people
I'll invite yer 'round...i will
Bite me...i did but felt the twinge inside
Lucky bleeder...up to my eyes in aunties and flat-nosed
Scallies, other celebrities
Fetching jackets, fetching and unstitching fucking hooded
Jackets
Hey vicious
Hollows follows on from two
Buttons being disappeared...like in the dirty
War
Have you seen him...he owes me money?
Speaking of ownership...did you ever find a seat so
Easy to sit upon?
Buff blue patter
Charcoal grey matter
I will care for you...graduate
I will care for thee...beast
Take me east
A Lancashire road, any road
Most important
Life-threatening
A political blog is lost in a fog...who thought
Of this?
Double-breasted
Lookin'...lookin'...lookin'
Sniff...blimey, I will return one day
To rooftops more inaccessible then yours
Actually,
Been there already
In my own little way
Remember, you'll have the runs for days
Remember, try minus triumph equals 'umph