Saturday, 19 January 2013

19.36

misc  notes /draft

bin laden
tombs of atuan

just dry the dishes and talk about work pretending she doesnt want to stab him with a carving knife .... how dare he ... oh no sure it never happened ... and she doesnt feel at all jealous of girls that had more normal families ... 
pear 

plenty of mongs and spazzers to take it out on ... makes hilarious viewing especially their sports events tee hee ... hey stop laughing at the back ... 


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some of their poetry contains material extracted by torture ... 
parvenue
rhinoscerous beetles 
bursting
forced into a corner
strangling the economy 
raw materials
strategic oil and gas pipelines
war torn sugared buns
a vibrant hub
torn apart by poetry
doing it all in one room  
living in rags 
and yet a poetic stage set 
from the sewers the hot breath of a lab rat 

tarmac miraging in the heat 
running parallel to denial
the damn burst open with dogged determination
crude oil 
megawatts generated by the turbines
the lack of transparency completely invisible 

they have no idea what they are messing with 
soaring temperatures an essential life force

repeating the same mistake 
between iron girders 
Awad discusses the relocation process
a nuclear panic
a way of making sense of this enormous waste of infrastructure in the middle of nowhere with no sign of any benefits ... 
violent waves
the natural course and rhythm of the river
the Merowe dam
spitting out a spectracular stream of pressurised water
the file corrupted
conditions classified as confidential
a lethal financial weapon the ammunition needed to blow its competitors out of the water
incursion into the war ravaged land

this double game has allowed various military facilities to fall into the hands of enemy associates
putting the brakes on production
overturning an appeal
go right to the whistle
a slip up 





























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