alexander j watt

the kitten won’t play today

Rose strokes it and fires the rumble tum
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when i imbibe
the ash
of a flicker of coal
wrapped in leaf
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Seek and you will find!
Your life’s porpoise.
Sleek, black and fat.
She is hidden somewhere,
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swim i am
immature
in blue
my eyes a speck
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The poem revolution is happening. If you are
reading this you are part of it. The New
Technology is streaming poetry between the
brains of its citizens, unhindered, the flow
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Had 11 cents in my pocket
aged 4 was all I’d ever owned
had 11 cents in my pocket
aged 4 was all I’d ever owned
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In the Beginning was the WORD
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is to shape the seed
that will fertilise the stars
that is our end
all other ends add up to it
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examine the pear
how does it make you feel?
what could it be likened to?
take a bite
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alex, you are a good girl
(i talk to myself)
i would like to hold your parts
like balloons of flesh
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so this is the story of the Socrates Bible.. he kept it poked into his loincloth, a parcel of leaves, the first leaf being adams. heard you wanted to read it, bleed a bit out of it, your mouth sperting sputum, along with a cracked tooth and bent spleen. Apparently he said to Theaetetus 'look after this when i am dead' and so it was done and written on goatskin and stored in a clay pot through the centuries until today when i found it in my garden, remarkably well preserved, it being so dry out here. And I fortunately being a greek scholar am able to translate it pretty well too.

ninib did bumsex with job
job did bumsex with joshua
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You want to go out
but it's raining
so how about we give you
a little fish?
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(Turiya = the deep dreamless sleep of pure consciousness)

Let the eye close without and open within
knowing nothing
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