Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I'm Losing My Hair

OUTCASTS!

Oh Bethany, scream! There's a large margin of poverty underneath the streets. Oh, Bethany. Hmmm. Climbing through the streets, bunkers of wombs, we decide to kill the

OH DONE FOR

Oh, Bethany. Some lost love. Ovum and sea germs.

Oh, Bethany. Fell dead on street lights and done again.

Wires and typos.

Typographical errors in a

dust

Storming the streets of Melbourne. Why not make another Mecca out of mold and

Sea germs plague the large area of about five by two yards in diagonal hexagons placed about the garden to ward off cricket.

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And I found her dead among a book of CDs.

Tired letters hanging around and I keep stuffing dead pigeons down the drain hole.

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DDDDDDDD

Lights are on. Should we go in?

We might as well.

There's plenty to plunder.

Oh, well, a rape now and again.

Please leave the maps of Austrailia here at home. There no good to us here in Arizona.

But, you said to bring a map.

OF ARIZONA.

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PH balanced for your protection

in the fields

and in the air

in the currents

of the

fair haired

nocturnal

dead to night

brass rings

and shiny things

we'll make it

through to

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pleace,

kwosl

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