Thursday 22 November 2012

PARTY, PART 19


so,
this ink so faint/only pressing out a word'd groove

have to go 
go now! 
and borrow a pen
from the man in the foyer . . .

i run and jump and hurtle narrow stairs and corner
past
a big black man fumbling cases
in a musicians suit

ask to borrow a pen/picking it up/holding it up BORROW THIS?

(so drunk/so raging/i feel i'm KING OF THE FUCKING FOYER!

mercury in my veins)


and 
i run and run
back up stairs and corners
past the big black man carrying cases/travel in his eyes
and
i
got
no
shoes 
on
but i have to pin down werds I HAVE TO PIN DOWN WERDS

i cry this at the eurotrash lugging bags outside my door

I HAVE TO PIN DOWN WERDS

and
the
new ink is so rich on this page
its
like
LUXURY
after the shallow word'd grooves





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