Tag: Paris

Aragon Nite

Tomorrow is not happening yet—adverse climactic features, heavy sweaty day scowls disapprovingly down, sparkless key bashers bang away down tin pan alley,

becket wrote endgame in such conditions staring down at Santé Prison in one second on a grey autumn day in Newcastle, Co. Down in the year of our Ludd 2016.

Mother-of-Pearl skies loom, make for a luminous emptiness, a milk-ivory lamina patina, we inmates parallel such lineage for diversion in my dowdy sweatshop.

The relief of Mafeking Head! The whirligig dances of the Dervish push no rivers, pull no punches at swim in the holy whole of holies

When they ask Jimmy the Greek to ‘resolve a wager before war breaks out, is that the sun or the moon up there?’, he gives his droll stock response:

there is no point in asking me as I hail from the Craic of Doom, Doomsville, Doomistan…’, and goes about his mail order business with added gusto.


I am a smartphone

Preparing for upgrading

When you press return

From Here to Insanity

Black and White Movies

Starring Edward G Robinson

And Loretta Young

Orson Welles’ left eyebrow

Looking up mischievously

Real escapism

Involves tranquility

Not crash bang wallop

Last night someone bombed Paris

Giving up their lives so fast

In the splicing of an eye

Death is Universal

So is the truth

& the Movie Studio

Pour Fredric Martin

No fresh bread today

Conflict is contradiction

Only baby Boum-ers!

Quick & Easy times

Like a slice exploded

Armless in Gaza


Pablo Picasso, Retrato de Dora Maar Sentada (1937)

Had a jar with Dora Maar


She’s not like how she’s painted

A two-faced bitch’s a trifle rich


Her reputation’s tainted


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