Sunday 28 October 2012

Hailstorm in Chalon

breezing outta the upstairs changing room hair blowing, scented like a slowed down music video radio station static tout droit wire's in a coeur corner head hail: made up arriving at the station ax wound weeping I'll palm the patch before piscine a pig (not dio) a shaved man on a run down road eating a bunch of grapes an apple (balled by a melon) it's obvious that my feet aren't in politics unless your set lips cause allergies

Friday 19 October 2012

Table For... You?

Table for two?
No.
One.

One more
Hit wonder

One liners
Born every minute

Une nuit

Yeah, one piece
Suit for sharing

One eyed jacks
And up
In a million

One on one

One off
For all

An eye or shoe
Pair of pearls

Where's my shoe?

One pound
Of prickly pears

One egg missing

A room
One way
Cul de sac cunt

No return
1 above
Above none
You
Not some