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Sunday, June 30th, 2013

 

It was the holidays and he had to choose between being dull-annoying or dull-harmless or just totally zombiefied dull. It was a difficult choice.

Saturday, June 29th, 2013

 

I know a bloke who knows somebody who knows somebody who is famous.

I am planning a poem entitled
YOU’RE THE POEM THAT I LOVE.
It will be very good.
That bloke I mentioned earlier lent me some words for it.

Friday, June 28th, 2013

 

then it’s haywire
and the bloos comes

well, circumstances permitting, we’re gonna sculpt the future

don’t care what those bastards think

Thursday, June 27th, 2013

 

You know what happens when you tumble head-first into the rhubarb patch? Yes. And it’s no good claiming other people’s footsteps dog your own. The fish is only sleepy because it partakes of its owners personality. I forget what I just did. What I said. The thing.

Wednesday, June 26th, 2013

 

It’s a trap!

Oh yes –
it’s a trap.

Tuesday, June 25th, 2013

 

someone knocked on my day
and ran away
I heard their footsteps on the stairs

probably it was an old woman with some kind of complaint

but can old women run?

Monday, June 24th, 2013

 

a mate who said he had some shoes exactly like mine
except his were brown not black
and they had a buckle across the instep
instead of laces

Sunday, June 23rd, 2013

 

I’ve been having a time. Walking backwards
clapping my hands doesn’t seem to have made
much difference.

Saturday, June 22nd, 2013

 

A daughter calling from a shelf of favour;
to run one’s fingers along a skin of silk.

Friday, June 21st, 2013

 

Stars tumble from behind the curtains;
Steve Mount is a bigger idiot than we all thought.