Author: waby eliott
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I AM RAT
i am ratrunnersniffer you will diei won’tdiffer glare at meyou will notlike me snaring meyou try tofight me i existwhen yousee me when you don’tyou can’tconceive me i am ratsniffingsnot you will diei willnot the soul of the rat includes every rat, every living and dead rat plus every dream and thought of rat, plus…
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A BURNING FISH
i was sitting on holy mountain tending my holy sheep when down from the skies swam a burning fish and asked me if i was asleep i shook my head quite loosely like a bag of walnut shells he kissed me quick and singed my lips i hollered like a bell i hollered till they…
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8:38
i’ve reached the ideal: 8:38 not too early and not too late sit upon a dead tree, listen to the sounds of fair-day music on the football grounds survey the woods from a mossy throne moonlight shattered like broken bone 8:38 is still my favourite numerological (twice-repeating) timestamp in the 12 hour clock. whenever i…
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DOG
i’m a dog with a forehead a sorehead dog pat my brow and my brains will grow let me sniff your fingers i’m a dog with a longnose i inhale the memories between your toes i once had a nightmare where you died i swish my tail when i’m by your side curl up on…
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ANOTHER PASSAGE TO THE WOODS
another passage through the woods another passage to the woods the bleak winter is caving in the snowdrops pop their heads again the wily deer that can’t be found leave hoof prints on the soggy ground the river runs past sad and brown i throw it a stick but it just sinks down and the…
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EVERY BIRTH
every birth is a rebirth every garden an eden each person is old earth every death is a freedom deceased meat and vegetable matter help us get a little fatter blood placenta, piles of dung the sullied beds from where we sprung a chicken’s breast is so delicious the slaughterhouse is where it’s sliced a…
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FROONING
freely frooning in my sleep, i fear not the frost, but in this flimsy and forbidding foundry, a formidable phalanx of philanthropists forbiddenly formulate faux farms, festering farcicle frost for fame, freedom and fun. frowningly, the freak frogfish from afar were finally unfrozen. they flew through the ozone no go zone, and familied frillions of…
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DISHWASHER REPRESENT
standing in a kitchen washing up pots time to kill so i sit down lots lowest member of the staff no point denying man now i’ll try my hand at a yellowy frying pan if i say it’s for the dollar it would sound like i’m lying man my life in a kitch and i…
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SOUF COAS
souf coas laid back homespun rhyme style hardened, fired and top like rooftile charcoal makers butchers and bakers dance to this muthafucking music we makers woodmen good men shep-herds and sheep-hounds trance in the muddy puddle pit of the pigpound so flip frown, mucka, go get a round. and get drowned. with outta town clowns…
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LUNNUN
when i walked out one rainy grey midsummers morning i planned to walk to lunnun town that city so alluring i got my geese some tarmac shoes to lead us to temptation or to take us up to high barnett to profit from inflation i hooked a bag upon my back i cut mysel’ a…