Thursday, 24 March 2016

Day 524, Dog rough


Urgh.

Don't make me dream of giant magnets.

What planet is this.

This is not my alien mind.

Why is it that time.

Is this oral cavity made entirely from recycled egg boxes.

Just one needle drill will do it.

And a length of surgical wire, bristled, with a vacuum pump.

Pulp and insert liquidised garlic, chillies, and paracetamol.

Scratch that needle drill, get a circular saw, industrial.

Call the extraction squad.

This job isn't on my assignment list.

What clearance level has been breached.

Too many light years from home.

What strange walkways.

Was that a horse?



Stream of blither.


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