20 Feb 2008

vega

a ninja and a French Queen / an underpopulated insurgency server crashes into the clean night / dirty linen and a trainee of IED's / quite substantial vodka does the trick on an open ended bender / deific corpses sport the latest reprises and holler / i'm in a clean gaze / i'm in an eyeball looking over and holding onto a balcony of lashes / i'm in clean clothes a trainee of incidental ephemeral devices / erecting knackered orbits in a dutch sim / balloons dream of parties but connect mournfully to bladders / the liver pains me / just the thought of it dieing before me / shot by goya's 37.5% firing squad / crawl along the frenchmans backs hiding from the glare / caught out / ....

4 comments:

cocaine jesus said...

you have an incredible talent with words. your work here fits so well.

kek-w said...

Lovely, man...lovely...

Robert said...

absolutely hallucinatory!

Lazare said...

great writing. i like this style a lot.