by grimbeau

Sound transmission with lampblack reflector



Wonky-wheeled about with caution,


discovered prone Bloom, covered in


lampblack, penitently licking up,


almost lapping up,  ancient grease


beneath my fridge. Toilet next,


then repatriation to the Lazar


Zones of Bongo-Bongo Land.


Abjection is the will of kippers…

must try harder next time, if…