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i kept finding leaflets years later though i’m allergic to stereo

innering statuary squirts.
from its diamond
nipples songs of flecks of.

cushions nor a mute storm
& has a cold cheek for blood
to learn against retaliatory.

statecraft descriptive of over
cloaks & the monster
is afterwards love as it always

nuances in odd-numbered.
viaducts on patch of moon
left over from the cannibalistic

balloon race gets this agonising
screwdriver though th’eye biopsy
island speckling rain.

 

 

i keep finding leaflets years later though i was allergic to stereo back then

encountered a similar specification
vagrancy & periwinkles stretching a
across ideal autobahns

& learning to disguise soliloquies
or at the outermost to slurp them is glove no 7000.
there will be buckets of chilled glands

reward for retrogressive calligraphy
& the next but never dithyramb
on a loop brings the heavens low.

embrace this pissed on wall
how the correlationist has blindfolds
for every outpost & aaaaargh splat.

 


 

[Simon Howard was born in London in 1960 & educated at University College London. His has appeared in Great Works, The Red Ceilings, Spine Writers, Venereal Kittens, FREAKLUNG: ODES & Shadowtrain. He has a chapbook, ZOOAXEIMPLODE, from The Arthur Shilling Press, & a long sequence NUMBERS published by The Knives, Forks and Spoons Press. He also has a poetry blog: walkingintheceiling.]

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