July 2011
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Reasons Not To Start A Band
1.
Thick Ferns grown up in barren
voice-boxes, pale for the lack of
sunlight imposed by the unobliging
awkward and too-late to remember
nostalgics and premature mid-lifers.
2.
Unruly knotweed grown up about
crease-bloated digits, soft and
malleable at the pads.
3.
Great hedges grown up in
familiar cubicles, well-trimmed
and measured for burial-boxes
excessively tight at the hips...
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Ramblings 1.
And I do not recall how I arrived at the overgrown window. Along my home-made longitudes of East and West there rested large curtains of dead-spike trees laden with ivies of the poisonous variety; the water had killed them. To the South, or rather towards the Devil’s homeland, grew up violet starbursts, as if nature had painted the scene one might see fractions of a second after the pop of...
