i have 187 myspace freinds, and have never rejected any potential new
friends contacting me, wanting to be my friend, and apart from contacting a
few myself at the start, never ask anyone to be my friend, as i have 187
friends and feel that this close personal circle of poetry lovers from all
over the world, is just about right for my career.

Mark, mark Doty orf course, he's a very close personal friend, Saul saul
williams, another superb friend, William Wordsworth is another, and Chris
from Salt, he's a friend and Jen, jen from Salt, she's a friend, and Sinead
of course, sinead o'conner, she's a very dear friend, and the very talnted
Galwegian novelist Julian Gough in Berlin, he's a friend and John G Hall,
the legendary John G Hall, he's a friend and i too am available for
readings, please give me money, i am a very freindly guy, as Aoife Mannix,
another very close coleague in the WaR for love and peace being written and
recited, but most of all, perhaps my closest friend, Bob, bob Cobbing who i
communicate with by esp and who is actually typing this text, via the
vebntriliquism act Bob and i tour together with, around the world, virtually
opnline at our website www.bobanddes.com, a singles dating site for the long
term mentally ill, unemployed and wall street bankers, who i also date, with
Bob, about every six weeks or so. Just a bit of sleaze, that's all, which is
fair comment i think, as me and Bob have not been getting on too well,
because it transpired during the last gig, that Bob had actually stolen my
gig at the jobclub, after the poetry co-ordinator and me had a falling out
about the best way to teach the unemployed of West Drayton, how to rhyme
effectively when they're on an interview for a job. which is not on, and the
reason i am here

...is to ask you boycott all Bob Cobbings Concrete Poetry shows, unless you
know i am starring in them, and not Bob.

anyone who goes to a bob cobbing gig will not be accepted as a myspace
friend, should you decide to seek me out and ask to be my freind. i already
have 187, so please do not be thinking you are needed. you need me, do you
know who i am?

i am Bob Cobbings heir, Bob taught me everything, everything i know, lead me
to the holy source with Ron Sillyman and Bernie, and we run the shows, not
you lot, so please, please, just have a little consideration, think about
your friends, all of them, and Facebook, facebook, defaced more like it.

Early in my career as a potential replacement for Bob Cobbing's title of
Concrete king of the real gear, i made a one-person executive body decision,
not to play on facey, as i thought it was all my arse, hearing grown adults
speak of it and not get the irony and have seemingly sincere conversations
about it. how dare you!!!!

Face book is crap, get over it, it is for sad swingers, single and lonely,
looking for one nighters and whacking up all their photies like, who gives a
toss? i mean, come on Bob, who the flippin heck do you think you are,
reading the walls as you began absorbing the energy of ley before the
readings back at the photocopier in '72 with Motty, get lost Bob, Fiona's
not effin stuipid, how dare you publish Concrete, how dare you!!!

Face book, yeah, it has changed the fabric of my universe, my underwear pics
of me and Bob dressed in the fetish gear, really helps.