All kinds of meat on the plate
Save the washing, use a bread trencher
I take a flaking hunk off the end
Feel like a manly adventurer
The first bite unsettles my dentures
Censuring daring culinary adventure
Pay the bill when I’m sure she’s seen it
Apollo treats when he courts Athena
She is telling me about doing photography
In Dun Laoghaire further education college
She is originally from Knocklyon
Arrange to hike Ticknock some summer Sunday
Slathered in factor fifty drinking lemonade
Chicken sandwiches with stuffing and mayonnaise
Pointing out the distant lead mines chimney
Bird dirt barely misses me
Whistling shit missile whips past
Skirting shy my ears rampart
Crows cawing like combless banshees
Is that lucky or misluck I ask her
Before she can answer
I screw the lid from my flask and fill the mugs up to the flags
Light a fag and take two drags before smiling
Nostrils exhaling violently
Snot escaping mistakenly
Like loose masonry falling shaken tarot tower
Shadowing a lake of arcane power
Don’t think she noticed, howa
Up here three hours, starting to shiver
Flick my hood up, she calls me Jawa
Krakatoa East of Java, Kermode patter
Modes seductive, ineluctable in their utter smutter
Whatever he rubbed on his flabby cudgel before sticking it up the bum
I can’t believe it’s not butter
Can’t eat until the last black and tan dies
Made a pact, between me and big guy
Only way I can make my death have impact
Without shoving gelignite up my arse
Getting handsy with the detonator
God to some to others Satan
Sagacious I’m a wise satyr bowing to the lowest common denominator
I wouldn’t vomit on most of this shit, but it’s entertaining
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