Thursday, 7 January 2010



Plastic for buildings, Eddie and his
Substantial fleet
Many reassuring chats with real
Chatterboxes...feel better for knowing my opinion of
The foreman as idiot material is a universal one
As for the slash, she hates it when she loses control
Warning...splash water on the floor and you will be
Demoted to the opposite shit pit far away from the
Handsome patrician streetscapes...comprendez?
It was in...
It was in Amsterdam, the coffee tasted bitter
Staff probably hadn't changed the beans and the two customers
Sitting opposite were enjoying a book...the same book, for
One was reading from it a passage for the enjoyment
Of t'other...to think that both of these would one
Day be satisfied customers and...stiffs
This I knew for certain, this I saw in the half-timbered
Vernacular of town and country
Film-goers and readers of fiction, I follow only the people
I have known...the people I am yet to know...they are my
Educators
Wine is the enabler for other gruff stuff...this
Got Stanley into trouble once...he got caught out, I heard
A song on the radio the other day I know that you would hate
Now I know i'm not comfortable, I have appalling timing and I
Choose all the dodgy things, choose bad choices
Fancy the other end?
Free smiles and let's
Make it a regular thing
Must find out if projection is on display here, I hope so
Just so my irritation can be justified...the voices
Of the upper-middle classes actually
Produce ripples in a cappucino
Dress-codes are everywhere and there are swellings all
Over my dead body and all that jazz...and they are
Piercing through in
An atmosphere sedate, in an ambience anulled
By conformist stiffs, they are drenched in
Ineffable light of the North

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