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i tasted like bromide fear burnt aged black onto pots of brass.



innocuous palpable fears throbbed up and down midsection jelly fruit.



evening threw a robe. a blanket heavy and dark that smelt of seaweed rotten and cabbage like mini parts.



orwell chested a hard ball from far field left onto the tin roofs of shanty palaces.



zing.



shackle time rose and rose and rose again oven ready and festering muscle cripple for to ever zing.



and zang.



pinball electric smarts fold foreign empires into lace pockets filled by horny fists that rub the ink from newspaper print.



and you.



and them ribald thieves of nimble meaning and tawdry fabrications that cock, cocksure, cuckold men into shallow graves.
a gavel that falls plumb deep and plum soft.



movement in a glass symphony tailored to tinker like the chink chink chink of cut glass thimbles.
he watches the short men, the dwarf men. potters and craftsmen hoe their imaginations with wet towels.




ladies towels.




red and crusty.




mucus in a lamplight, gas lit side street.



oh the henry of it all.



a bald ninny. a pate for the shine of pink.



partial remeberance and cutaway.

mind set.

11 comments:

Robert said...

THAT'S what's been missing 'round here lately

this place needed some cock

good call, CJ!

:)

Drizel said...

I got a bit of fright there...did not expect a member peeking at me......aaarrrgggggg....run for the hill....hihihihih:)

Russell CJ Duffy said...

always good to see some LARGE cock.

David Setchell said...

says the roost. er. the rooster.
" what's that "

"cock-a-doodle-do"
"do-doodle-a-cock"

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)

mine's a bend.

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)

miners. benders.
slender wonder.
wands. whirling. and
whistling. while.
wrestling sharp whet.
for skin.
it's all for skin
i'm all for skin
i'm all in.

i nearly see the grin in your words and i know i feel it on my neck.

eva said...

i miss penis.

David Setchell said...

` butt `
there is nothing amiss.
just the one time .
just.
joust.
joules.fern was a great writer: seedless and stiff.

. it's like .this.
i was pedals.
i was breathe to leg
i was fucking.
i was telling her
to turn her back to me.
and now::

i was imagining her
with a new man.
and laughing.
i was imagining her
a new woman. and
laughing.

--| what i want is not what she is |--

there
there

little girl.
little did .
i know.
i know. you .
i know. you. .are.
i know you are older then i am
in every way you drift like jail bait. like jail bait.
like fucking hell.
like DOOM II like likelikelike
licking. the souls of lame ass wanna be italian shoes. that layer cork instead of russian olives. So taking the soft colored leaves of the true trees we make a dress and a suit. then scrape our teeth against the truth. ok .against. the truth.

__________-----__________
this is the real jesus. tearing down mountains with faith. the fig tree withers. and i cover my face in it's fruit.

Russell CJ Duffy said...

david>>>you are turning the comments bit into blog art!!

Russell CJ Duffy said...

eva>>>have mine. it is detachable. i will send it too via airmail.
;)

David Setchell said...

heh.
not my fault man.
dig on this shit.
so very much. can't
hold it.
hold it in.
or even hold on to it.
so of course this calls for
a song

Russell CJ Duffy said...

you hum the tune and i will sing along.
a long.
a long piece
of?

Anonymous said...

i can say this penis is smaller in size i want big penis.
Divya