Saturday 29 August 2009

Whores

Anon anon yeah? Hey nonny nonny.
Pissy infant, take your stupid money.
Quails egg crack between gold molars.
Four roof caveins in Sao Paulo slums.
Child bones broken under broken tin.
Forget the pen they penned you in.
Hold out honey for the holy rollers.
Smear your face on faked hum drums.
Lump lumpen crumby slump hopes.
All in the puddle go your silver shoes.
Ask the whore madonna how she copes.
Queen with the counting-house blues.

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