On Thu, Mar 6, 2008 at 8:45 PM, Roger Day <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> the shredded beef was a little sticky
> the spring-roll as big as two fists wrapped in plaster
> the tyskie beer sweet, a little strong
> lace-curtain shiver to a slight breeze
> unregarded, a thankyou note from an institution serves to remind me
> that the ides are just around the corner
> plaguing offies and snugs
> bending brushes over lips of pond-green jam-jars
> making extravagant pens bustle and burst
> in convenience stores and rotten-tooth graveyards
> yard-sticks are for measuring
> heinz ketchup is for chips
> plasticine people must rampage through cupboards and onto the broad strokes
> of the clock's unyielding tick
> an army of two play knock-down semantics in the field of the cloth of gold
> the silver nightmares of limitless realms of fancy
> a nibs last stand
> in the integrated catalogues of the night
> fingers sticky with msg-laden gomph
> weary with the weight of the world's biggest spring-roll
> lays down to rest by the sound of the rippling rill
>
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> My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/
> "She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue
> She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too"
> The Go-Betweens
>
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My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/
"She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue
She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too"
The Go-Betweens
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