1. multiplemichael

    so you walked the gangplank right ?
    took off your ark nose and quit being a duck ?
    transplanted your own lungs ?
    i saw your name in the Lamb’s book of life.
    revisionist psychosis
    i’m not spotless………i have several truckloads of sin


  2. multiplemichael

    they keep showing your face on the evening news
    took a little tumble off the gangplank
    uninhibitied winky-dink
    so strong with those new wind-bags
    with the right shoes you could travel the tracks


    • eatmorewords

      The evening news hands over to the nocturnal news – owls hoot and the monsters come out – curtain twitch dead bolts are fastened in place

      My shoes have been tied wrong, frayed laces loosening with each step.

      I have been away from the muse – many miles hidden away chained to rusty radiators


      • multiplemichael

        sounds like a better than average adult club
        i’ve been worried about you
        so silent
        silence makes the flesh creep
        the wooing of death in the night air
        no fascination with the final goodbye
        nasty ……..grotesque
        even simple deathbed agonies
        the smell of a hearse on her clothes
        graveyard snatch
        dry………paralyzed and super dry


  3. multiplemichael

    a man in a blank suit was asking about merchandise you had ordered from SEARS ROEBUCK
    I instantly started to exploit my understanding of repression displacement condensation inversion
    remember defenses may be several layers deep
    the opposite of what is said may be unconsciously meant
    sort-of-like david lynch and the whole twin peaks thing
    the man in the blank suit was drinking a cup of joe
    he pronounced SEARS ROEBUCK kind of funny
    like maybe a naughty word would rhyme with BUCK


    • eatmorewords

      David Lynch once won an award and his shoe lace was undone, since then he’s never done up the lace of his left foot.
      A sign of good luck or a role of the dice? I don’t know. I can’t answer this as I’m not him but I know people who walk around with their laces undone in the false hope of being considered geniuses not knowing that their shoes could fall off at any moment.

      I know people.

      I don’t like most of them.

      I need to rekindle the love I had.

      Thanks for keeping in touch.


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