Wednesday 29 December 2010

Geoffrey Plautus

"Then, brothers, it came. Oh, bliss, bliss and heaven. I lay all nagoy to the ceiling, my gulliver on my rookers on the pillow, glazzies closed, rot open in bliss, slooshying the sluice of lovely sounds. Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh.

And then, like a bird of the rarest spun heavenmetal, or like silvery wine flowing from a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now, came the violin solo above all the other strings, and those strings were like a cage of silk round my bed.

As I slooshied, my glazzies tight shut to shut in the bliss that was better than any synthemesc Bog of God, I knew such lovely pictures."

- A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess

Johnny Depp by Tim Burton

there was a young man
everyone thought was quite handsome,
so he tied up his face
and he held it for ransom.

he made everybody back up 20 feet,
then he ran off with his head
down a darkly lit street.

the whole town wondered why he'd threatened his face,
they couldn't understand,
...it was that kind of place.

Sunday 12 December 2010

Eugina

"I live in fantasy of falling in love by being given a moment. A desperate moment where only the brilliant side of my character will show through, and the one I love will recognise it and love me in return. But what happens if this moment never happens? I begin to question how if the opportunity is not handed to me, I will ever be loved?"

Friday 3 December 2010