mickey\’s monkey

\”\”Shoot,\” I said.\” – ib I was hungry for words, the anarchist typography of dub, but my stomach had other ideas.     I was waiting for one or other\’s finger to drop on the letters \”h-e-a-v-E\”, but even those few I still held out for were visibly asleep on the mouse. On the run from the

See my baby jive

\”…we lived on the same page. We shared a certain olfactory bent.\” – ib The man hovering in the doorway resembled Henry Chinaski in a suit borrowed from the C.I.A.. An invisible pork pie hat.     The rain spat into empty flowerpots on the balcony behind him.     The boys bickered down the hall.     I don\’t mean

the indiscrete art of ass puppetry

\”A Stephen Hawking voice said Take it. Share it.\” – 15.08.2016 18:12 The lemur\’s keeper read my mail while I sat hatching a plan. Where we diverged geographically, we lived on the same page. We shared a certain olfactory bent. The lemur. Me. His keeper.       An obligation, an irascible itch. An able filcher\’s predilection

silky arachnids | stickbots are go

\”One by one, his audience, if that is what they amounted to… stole away.\” – ib  The black dog was busy licking its balls. Under my bed. The sofa. I got up and kicked it two thirds unconscious.     A thin stream of snot issued from its snout.     A truck out front dropped its

scribe

\”I have grown tired of confederacies I strive to sculpt by rote. I have grown secular as a dung beetle.\” – ib After a long, sleepless night the sky was the sweetest of blues, candyfloss, dusted with sugar from a tuppenny wrap.    An unused toilet roll stretched loosely about the heavens.     While he

zip gun method stuns riot police dunkin\’ donuts

Dearest vegan,     Pit bulls and pinheads, bullfrogs and spiny fins,     brothers and sisters.     Well. Well. Fuck the punctuation. That bucket sunk in the ground. Fishing for tadpoles, where a more emphatic pause jostles to be received.         Rejoice. The abject demolition of the lung, the pin pulled on a nebulizer.     Better just to dance after