pint it back to black

positive cowstrophobia
gitanes and guillotines
wholly smokes dat fat old sun
in the haven in your tummy
six white russians
n a pink pussycat in room eleven
n out doors
intermittent mix of train & slow
butt hear wee go again
a line a lone
barracudas with pen
chmod 777 bob you´re
in the moog

lätt moloko milky way
butt light oder zero
the muddest thick that
was ever herd dump
so bloody down low
me and my head high
out of sight vodka likes smoke
fogging no body shuts mine south ne |
rhine river rha run
it ain´t necessarily wow
oh lord n salt
n an them of the moonacy
our farther w-ho are eh very
w-here w-hat ever
thyme name is who cares
i can turn on give up
give down n be tween
n tweed even t-wins
you no the dark prince
of the word world
ain´t chance tis shuffle
n dog lick woemenomics
tail or wagging docks
cappucinocracy chill suit
butt later tolight

from a pourin rain
i´m on my way
home to your smile

halo volks
bachelords of arse
in urnithology & urnotheology
long dime no sea
if the see ain´t a coin tus
now t-hat moon´s phase is copyleft
ay ay all the wordinistas
of the word join
togather in t-hat little dent in my upper lip
i hat tis fielding in my philtrum
t-hat liffey was com
media dell´arse
you sea i river
w-hat i mean oops
twas in high school
in this high grass
t-hat i changed abs
tinence to ab
sinthe fata
viam in
venient
tic toc luna
tics tic toc
ludwig fun
ludwig fun
lululudwig twig funfunfun
n two for the road
a few more and then some
gone baby gone
long way gone
yew no tis weary odd even
think tis think kallt liffey
least thinks last yew no
i right my agri cola
bee ox copyleft coca book
fo never ever no one cap isce
keep your beauty
i prefer syntax terror
n kernel panic
it´s a fucking stupid insane question
am i pm i happy are birds
happy ants or bugs
oh yes you are happy
if you´re dead
t-hats it
i loved you cuz
i didn´t no no other tao
swans
w-hat fucking swans
i don´t sea but
dropping
eaves
n cccp project
4 havens fake
while we are postponing
liffey speeds by
tiddly tiddly doo
buy volks wagnerians
cuz deeds done n undone
your earth will be reduced to
a burned-out cinder
ella …
tis not just that…
tis not cuz…
my mouth´s full
of o -letters

i´mas tay atome ma
pronounced “my ess cue el”
latidude and longidude of zero
hear i stand
n wait a bus
to nebyloje

gawd damn sike

in the buckvalley
russia with p
like spruce senior
juniper junior
she yoused to love yew a lot
like lot´s wife job
now yew but ask
non stop donde
como por qué
como por
qué donde
alter ache
echo