12 January 2012

GOBBLE DEGOOKSVILLE ALABAMA FREE FALL

Pure unbridled tripe like a bastard
fun for eleven minutes on day 8
cos if I stop to think too much
the phone goes off in my head. Full stop.
No time to think or scratch my nose
She wrote it on her fucken arm man
She wrote what I said on her arm in tattoo
No one has ever done that before
Not my wife, not my brother, not my anyone
Wowser wowser
See if I trail the juice in the corner
only the cat will tell if I'm dreaming
Sub optimal prime relief
Too much caffeine in my blood cream
and a lack of real pie in my quiche
A face smashed apart by hyper masculinity
until new vocabulary hits the mainline
like a smacker on the kisser up the mush
round the Elephant & Castle up the arsehole
Jesus saves in the ethical investment trust
he doesn't have faith in anymore
since the hedge fund managers
- who get a terribly bad press btw -
kicked the living shite out of the temple dwellers
who Occupied London in a vein attempt
Smacked off their tits with debt
and crisis and ethics
and Bing Crosby
It ain't easy being a frog in a shellsuit
standing up for the accused
since he's been and gone and left
a trail of redundant past participles in the deep fat fryer
like a turd in a Tesco bag aside a collosus of random detritus
in the back of a Datsun Sunny
with the go-faster Starsky & Hutch stripe
that his Dad painted on until he was black and blue
with expletives and normative male conditioning
til the plastic-coated pretend rubber bullets left
hits and exit wounds round the back of the bike sheds
where the cigarette butts are trod into the oft recounted
bored truisms of six two foot rugby players
who beat up leaders of fascist parties
in order to impress five foot two blonde princesses
who think that stinks
Think. Think again. Levi Strauss's tears fall down my face
Is here to make it all ok with you
One dark day he came home from the Socialist Party meeting
to tell her he'd met someone
She had a beard like Trotsky's granddaughter
but her new Brazilian stubble meant Ayrton Senna's iPod
made her cream her jeans with the word jizm
which he misspelt and she had never heard of anyway

Blob

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