TESTY

GOT IN

    THE PUB

        DIDN’T GIVE A

MILLIONS

  FORGOT

Between the 10th and 11th

we've all got to die of something lowers her

medical to toke a goldspot mint he thinks 

in eraserhead t passing drink bin sought

at nearest corner shop doorway dropped forthe

next test & therest & the compressed & the

foldedbits of tree are fellasigned withsome

deadeye sympathycards are toastrack 2 4

1 punched sequentially on 3 cherrywines 

for his bandit self for partaking in the

racingpost sideways movementdays of hanglow

forburden clockcrabs carrying their own bags

as children corn of plaster see the dinner

teachers uncover uncooked rus'lers' burgers

dogs upround the queuesports wearers who takeon

forselves freeballs on cushions carry two by

pass theman in the triplechip boardsocks gran

in the ironed mask meet the seagulls don'tcome

for free you'refacedwithgod bruv you'refacedwithgod 

everything you do you'refacedwithgod

Pamphletanka

their words bent over
so far they shine needle eyes
through my knowledge holes
so far so far I'm less than
arsed to look right up their words

DEAD STILL

SCENTING SENSE

         OF FLOWERS LAID

CLAPPEM COMMON'S

     STRONGER DAILY 

Patriotory

            FLAG FACED

GAMMON MASKED

         WEAR THEIR

INCONVENIENCE 

      WAVING TAX

10,000 Spoons part 2

10,000 Spoons when

all you need is 2...

Fill a glass half full with beer

top it liberally with trepid tears.

Use used roll for bunting, 

memes for fruit machines.

Throw shoes at perceived loved

ones, piss all over your own floor.

In cash, withdraw all wages, use

them for the pages for your next 

novel graphic, penned in sans-serif xeno-bic equivalence. Set them on fire. 

Carve the cross of St. George all

over your face with the shattered 

remains of your own existence.

Do your own Spoons. Raise a plastic.

JESTER

YOU'RE ONLY MADE

OF GESTURES

          BELIEVE MORE

DO YOURSELF