Friday, 12 April 2013
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its coming back to me now ...
a sea monster ripping its way up my back
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the air and light forcing its way upwards
something kicking the lungs like a jet of air pressure
like being winded by a gale force
from the stomach so that you're gasping for breath
i couldn't even remember that at the time
pains in the
stomach and buckets of sweat
and a cry of pain like a grieved child who
has lost herself in the emotion
arching back into a bow
that bends and bends until it snaps
afternoon 12.04.13.
mental school continued
never mind work ...
the whole idea of doing things was really
funny being made to do things and
the difficulty they had making
us do things
you'd be lucky to get a game of
scrabble out of us
and wed go down through layers
of naffness until you truly did not give a shit
and the muscles in your stomach coming
with laughter
being naff meant that you were no better
than anyone else
and we all had oilskin coats that look like
you had slept in them for about ten
years and canvas bags full of paper and stuff
kind of a uniform ....
and a permanent cold virus ....
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a cocksure frontman
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and when am i telling you what to do what about
suggesting things i mean i need to say something dont i ?
probably its related to that thinky stuff from yesterday or just
saying too much stuff
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the breast implants kind of suit you
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well i don't know
and I'm warning yous i got
very violent feelings about him
and yeah i can fall in love with alpha male types
but the really top of the tops for me
had a bit of a feminine side like about 37.5%
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