put marmalade up my ass & call it a biscuit

Now we are putting the actual manuscript together for STUNT COCK, & when this is done these posts will disappear. The book will be presented as a cheaper simple text edition, & an illustrated colour edition. Details to follow. The following poem is by both Misti & David Rainwater

 

 

shuffling the thoth deck on a tropical beach for filthy lucre all the devils are here & inexistent though we are only these devils our selves but exactly as innocent as a nipple on a neglected tit is impudent this swollen season our certain paradise licking nutella from the same spoon like common or garden chipmunks our mouths are always full to varying degrees nothing left to drawl into the microphone but gracias gracias gracias gracias