Hot Club: Tuna
Merryweather wins come ten—
crescent moon upstairs
swaying eucalytus silhouette —
somehow I forgot my name
so how did we sleep alright?
Simples complex dynamic?
Conquest of F=All
(lost Sherpa Tentpole halfway up)
Pylons Ltd—Auden & Nice Mick
Tragic consequence blizzard Venture—
still kept upper lelf stiff
Wanna let it go ‘Boum!’
but simply can’t-can’t—
Hibernian heatwave: Holy unlikely
precautionary tales, ambivalence, myopia—
cognitive indifference gains whiphand
aged big head up to his unusuals—
he read it in a babbling brook
‘You hum it & I’ll…
play it Django! Ran out of gas boys!
Walked back twenty miles I tell yous!
Le Figerio header say:
…Abandoned silver ghost found dead
doors agape on Cypress Avenue
mystery minstrel flees scene—
Gripelli noses: DJ say one
thought that was his Monet’s worth
Mon Dieu! How we slept…’
when did we stop to matter
we did not stop to matter
we never mattered at all
penniless weavers stare blankly
upon thread bare looms
spinning gloomy yarns
recollecting old wives tales
through broken black teeth
exchange wry sardonic smiles
from far beyond a joke
lame wit sidles past
Buenaventura Durutti sports
gaudy cheapo espadrilles
twisted barbed wire
& cold dark glasses
Grimbeau 