15.11.08
11.11.08
7.11.08
u doet het erg goed
concentreert u maar op uw adem
het gaat allemaal erg goed
open
pakken
u doet het erg goed
blijf rustig liggen
open
pakken
een harde worst
van een lengte die ik niet eerder
geslikt heb
bevind zich in mijn slokdarm
een harde slangbocht
beweegt naar beneden
mijn maag voelt niets
verraadt niets van deze indringer
hoe kan ik nog ooit
mijn maag vertrouwen
concentreert u maar op uw adem
het gaat allemaal erg goed
open
pakken
u doet het erg goed
blijf rustig liggen
open
pakken
een harde worst
van een lengte die ik niet eerder
geslikt heb
bevind zich in mijn slokdarm
een harde slangbocht
beweegt naar beneden
mijn maag voelt niets
verraadt niets van deze indringer
hoe kan ik nog ooit
mijn maag vertrouwen
6.11.08
5.11.08
gooseberries and blueberries
eaten in large quantities
will give you a pain in the stomach
toadstools make you wish
you had never been born
never been born
once upon a time I ate a piranha
wake up in the middle of the night
it was having a fight with a lump of stew
didn't know what to do
I swallowed a yellowy canary
chompchompchomp
that did it that did it
chompchompchomp
a yellowy canary
chompchompchomp
ivor cutler
eaten in large quantities
will give you a pain in the stomach
toadstools make you wish
you had never been born
never been born
once upon a time I ate a piranha
wake up in the middle of the night
it was having a fight with a lump of stew
didn't know what to do
I swallowed a yellowy canary
chompchompchomp
that did it that did it
chompchompchomp
a yellowy canary
chompchompchomp
ivor cutler
28.10.08
27.10.08
26.10.08
the railway sleepers heavy and dry
from old working women's bones
trains pass over like stout husbands
jacket,vest and trousers
smelling of cloth and husband
lay black on the chair
not responding to light
my nose on the pillow
breath flows along the cotton hollows
a bare bulb yellow in the signal box
the heavy sleepers lie dark
creek under the frost
a starving bush perched on the verge
shrieks at dense air out the tunnel
tearing its twigs
ends of roots suck cinders for complicated organic compounds
the signalman is noticing his painted tea flask on the sill
he picks his nose without knowing
snot drops about his feet
dawn gleams like mercury
afraid to come up
ivor cutler
from old working women's bones
trains pass over like stout husbands
jacket,vest and trousers
smelling of cloth and husband
lay black on the chair
not responding to light
my nose on the pillow
breath flows along the cotton hollows
a bare bulb yellow in the signal box
the heavy sleepers lie dark
creek under the frost
a starving bush perched on the verge
shrieks at dense air out the tunnel
tearing its twigs
ends of roots suck cinders for complicated organic compounds
the signalman is noticing his painted tea flask on the sill
he picks his nose without knowing
snot drops about his feet
dawn gleams like mercury
afraid to come up
ivor cutler
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