Boy Laughs And Computer Burns

Friday, September 20, 2002

A dog ate my volcano. Loneliness has followed me my whole life. In my youth Under God’s eye A stone fell on me And I died. I’ve been in Virginia Bottomley for a week. You will grow lips on your forehead. Move me closer to the electricity. Sometimes my arms bend back. Just the rub the two bodies together. Divorce the bitch! There’s something corrupt going on around my pants. A busload of people travelling on a bus. I need my hat. No trees on the prairie. You bought me a grave for my birthday? Do you know where dreams come from? What thighs she had. There was a kangaroo in my living-room. When someone turns a light on in Sheffield I have an orgasm. I wish I had someone to love me. And bosoms till Tuesday. Helen, for years I’ve loved you. You’re more to me than your feet. There’s enough fishing in me for the both of us. I’d rather like to see her at quarter to three. He has his head in one hole and his backside in the other. It’s always next door in China. Raspberry ruffle went down the wrong way. My ears are every bit as good as your ears. The fish aren’t running. I’m having a major personal crisis attached to a talking briefcase. I should hate to see our country endangered by my underwear.