and blurbs mine never is broken staircase Abbas heart ‘I like what I know’ God remembers show God aroma of Yemen soup I wish
Folds
Jewish fairness (footfalls from Jorma Kaukonen)
looking for a new morning but not afraid more better than worse in ribbon and twine from Finland instead of San Francisco the first Jewish farmers the bubble broke nibble on the clothes the most about Leningrad what a stuffed shirt also filled with promise that said
Long and handsome street (slats from Bill Bryson)
beer out brown bottles beer and eggs nose to cold white insects reindeer sweeties hopeless and un-heard-of cautious nods oddly oily never the same twice long and handsome street and cedillas men lean on lamp posts wonderfully gloomy
Capitalism comes (pips from John Banville)
scraps of prose things chime will will eight blocks through stuff designed for discomfort snowy half-legal also green at the age of eighty-six Cicero and I up the low Cicero chuckles about our ears and man midwife decidedly sniffy the babies of the better off a free snipe of stow panes and panes(…)
Better than never (garments from Sara Waters)
a nerving up Sunday blankness striped necktie the tail of their laughter dinner going right saucers raised almost fertive puny, his wife while distemper instead their murmuring ways better than never all Victorian fakes sweeping, dusting
Road to no place (drops from Anthony Trollope)
Meaningless penance (bleeps from Wilfred Thesiger)
the hold, the dessert wild olives and juniper here, surely meaningless penance down to Ethiopia collected testicles taste camel’s urine in the water the necessary number of severed genitals
Horse with eight legs (crusts from Jeanette Winterson)
flocks by homely shrines Mary was demoted she is the fleeting tableau Mark and John don’t many mixed horse with eight legs robes are red nothing was stirring bird threw the she like a charity love beware
The smell of happiness (whiffs from Richard Llewellyn)
little blue cloth everybody will know might be torn mind if yellow as summer daffodils here once homely chicken happiness has a smell
Havana was full (splinters from Graham Greene)
full of boot-blacks ‘oh yes yes’ he walked home a priest’s housekeeper 59200 angry incoherence Vincent C Havana was full two little sea horses in bronze the famous wax in his ears rolling toward, rolling away message ends
