I am a severely dyslexic please be creative enjoy and laugh rather than get confused, corrected versions will be available soon.
Michelle
Kissing you r ARSH
Kissing you r ARSH
Thy arsh that's what goes on down there is it not,
I ponder at you
sad you,
You who beg steel and take
you who take from our mind
You are not a beggar
you are thief,
I fall about unable to work
I have not slept
sleep is a thing
No longer a need
Need not I sleep
Need sleep I
or fall over I will
Words become twisted
I can remember new ones
Did I need a thesaurus, surely not one as cheep as that?
How expensive then?
Was it an ambulance?
a helicopter?
did I not write that line ten years ago
Am I not inspired by the music of the night
The evaporation of dunkers and party goes making there way home
Or just fucking in doorways or on the floor of my car park
Urinating up walls and in gutters
The car park that now has gates
And is usually locked,
Sexually transmitted desisses are on the increase,
So whose not using condoms?
How is it measured?
I asked a sexual health advice worker to the world health organisation
Who I meat at a party
By pregnant women she answered
I should have asked
but some how I forgot
In our society in the west
surly Gay men's sexual practice is not measured by pregnant women?
I am still pondering on that question
Which I cannot answer.
I wonder and wander
Charlie in the chocolate factory opened today and surely that's far more fun
I don't quite care,
seeing as I have no child to take me to the cinema.
My old fashioned word hangs in the air,
Whilst my wrists are kept warm by the laptops base.
Am I really writing.
Have I really ideas other than those about funding bids!
If I let myself go a stream of creativity would flood my home the corridors the street and the main road I think it could reach the Elephant and Castle
Mo Mo land died today.
She died a year older than my father who also died of brain cancer
I had not had any real like or dislike of her
except that I always thought life in polities for a women is contemptuous, as males do not like what they perceive as compertion.
I don't like thess machines the key pads make you forget how to wright and the bright light of the screen buns the rternia in my blue eyes pupils
I still use it though
convenience,
Oh yes we could have never done this much work before
Is the world getting old
dying as I ponder on the thought that time speeded up as you get older
it is a fact
so is the world getting older and speeding up
I ponder yet aging global warming is that another age related stage the world is going though a middle age crisis
Unlike me middle aged
Circling at the edges
I feel sixteen but I have been kissed more than once and a soar throat on many an occasion.
I wish my eyes would shut and my thoughts in my head would rest but so many I have to put them out onto paper on to something get them out of my fucking head get them of the page as soon as possible get them of the page and on to my head
I mean out of head and on to the page
Yes I DO MEAN
ROBIN Cook died a few weeks back
The Israelite settlers are being evacuated from Gazer,
My dreams are dealing with my being evicted and I wonder why Arabs live in Israel but Jews can't live in Gaza?
Is this rasscisiom I ask myself
How dear I ask a question so bluntly why Israeli Arabs are not being forced to move into
.
The smoke screen of anti-Semitism goes on
the Israeli state is the scrape goat for the inequalities of the Arab world,
where not only is their no democracy there is no freedom of the press.
And women are flogged and beheaded and raped and killed and no body any where cares because they are only women.
Still my anger is coming out my throat is getting sorer I sit in my exiled city where I have currently chosen to live
It is not my preferred choice but as a Jew I feel I have no real home, as home is complicated.
As a Jew a member of the Diaspora
I sit still alone in a room where no one shears a culture with me
alienated like those who are walking the streets outside we shear no ritual together under the moon or the sun
Weather I believe I know the power of rituals and the power of shearing with others once and for all and forever.
I really would love to lie down close my eyes and not dream of being forcibly moved
I don't know why something happening 2000 miles away and to people I disagree with is affecting
Their physic is creeping in under my floor boards
And yet I am angered as to why the Palestine Arabs are allowed a fascist sate
Israel has every nationally and religion
Yet the Gaza strip will be Moslem only as the Christians and the Gays are also leaving to move with the Bedouins to Israel where some human rights at least exist
The world has always fascinated me as to what is it that people spend all day doing.
Just how are the hours are eked away
how yes really
I wonder
I ponder this
from as early as I can remember
I wanted to know
What do the French do in the villages?
What do Farmers do?
And what happerens in towns where people are third generation on benefit and why do they have the most children when others of us
I wonder what is a meraterl instinct
One that comes and goes?
In HOMAGE
SHOULD WE BE WRITING AND REMEBERING WHAT THOSE WHO ARE GREAT HAVE DONE BEFOR
Should we be acknowledging a contribution of others?
Should we make personal are interaction with others
What can be said to a teenager dancing barefoot in a bedroom of her home?
Who dances all night with her head phones on who needs no other sound just the voice of the singer who knows that Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine
Touched by the sentiment touched by the thought
by the knwolage we are not all Christian
How come why would this be the case?
Well being a good little Jewish girl
Jesus didn't die for me
Just people continually banged on about how I killed him
Fucking Christianity
It thinks every festival relates to it even when the holidays of the Pagans or Jews are older and relate to the fruit of the vine,
the seasons of the time we eat pomegranates at New Year new
Tell me can you grow pomegranates in Poland?
Of course you can eat anything anywhere just go to the supper market
Get lost in isle upon isle of screwed up food,
Modified
Regurgitated
Powered
Dried
Hydrated
Consertutided
Emulsified
Just why can they not sell food
Straight plain unflavoured UN dyed funny shaped naturally grown variety of food!
I am asking for a miraecial that I know will never happened
I am looking for spinach
It comes washed in a plastic bag
What's wrong with bundles with a rubber band and a paper bag?
All which can be re-cycled?
All which can be re-used
Yes plain and straight not washed and not packaged not ready torn apart
After all
am I so lazy
I can not wash my own food
Just think of the germs from the person who prepared it
After all
They are cheap labourers working in the farms
There are those who don't wash their own hands
who checks them ?
Who insists?
I have read that e-coilie can be found on these per-washed foods
And the plastic is yet another harmful chemical another daily battle for our immunity
Look on the back next time you buy a tin
read how much sugar
Do you really need that mur.. much sugar
No of course not who needs it
its there naturally already
All of it lots of it much of it
Sugar.
Hyporiciosy
And dishonesty
Piss me of with disolousment
I hear torturers making statements
Of pitiful confessions
None describe their inability to humanization
I hear anthropologist and zoolologists and antorpolergists look for reasons
My feet squeezes bubble rapes underneath
I feel inside out and upside down
Can any one react with out being shoot?
Important to reason
I do not care
But I know a reason
A reason to apologise for death
does an appolige make it alright
does make murder it alright
As violence is never alright
It is usually used by the incompetent
To rule over others with an iron fist
To rule over others to intimidate obscure and obligate
No reason to go there
no reason but to expose the raceissom and sexisiom contained by
by the fasicist violent so called fundamentalists driven by padlocked faces
Who are in bed with America
In bed with George Galloway
In bed with Livingstone
At first they cam e for the Jews
George Bush said God told him to Bomd Iraqr
Wasn't Joan of Arch burt at the stake for that?
In this country it's mental hospital for you mate,
Fundermentalis all do it in the name of God
The inability to be able to have a joke made about God is the knowable that so what if we make a joke or we question the values
We are not so weak
go ahead I have a direct line to god
so you can make all the jokes and write all the books you
Like
Coes if God did not exist
it would be neessercey to invent ONE
Please note my god does not have a sex
My god is not a thing a name a person a type a
Coes my god is everything
every thing you touch
everything you eat
every breath you take
every person you meet
every thing you touch
you feel you
Understand god is everything
every electric plug
every car bus train road house home
evey cell that makes you
and everything that makes up everyone elese
You think we can have some respect you think next time you walk you can do what Human beings do take of your shoes when you walk on God
Yet modernity insists you sit and pray in the house of god
Sad people
you think you need a house to pray to god
you don't see it
you miss the point
if god did not exist it
.would be nessceary to invent ONE!
You see god is everything and everywhere
why does god need a house
You see it is the freaks the controllists the people who need obenice who tell you
who is god
who needs obedience
who needs a house
They need to Brain WASH you
Some come out and play with your long lost souls
You think sex was invented to be repressed?
Oh please
You think joy was invented to
Oh please chuck formaisslation in the bin and join in the fun explore
Just remember all gods have feelings and our sensitive tarts
Treat as you wish to be treated
and may be just may be
Some of you arsh holes will realise that the swimming pools you own for you and your selected friends
Are depribing the local indigenous human beings of drinking water
so give the resources back and share and share a like you greedy bastards.
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