Monday, July 9, 2012

3766. THESE RECYCLED PANTALOONS

THESE RECYCLED 
PANTALOONS
'I am chewing off my Melville jacket one twisted
story at a time. I am all yours; tinker, tailor, soldier
spy and all the rest of the twisted-over medallion
crap we live by. The turtles are twisted on the
newly surfaced ground. And, yes, I too ask once
more : 'Is there Life on Mars?' No answer forthcoming.
The ugly-bastard-woman in her shawl at the painted
fortune-teller's booth in the 110 degree attic in the
sky, she's wailing and peeling off her sickening
clothes. I see nothing but her putrid body covered,
I mean man fucking covered, in eyeball tattoos, everywhere
and everywhere and on every part too. But, I want to
ask her, but  - who is watching the watchers?'

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