MARCUS SLEASE f. 1974, siste utgivelser: Hello Tiny Bird Brain (Knives Forks and Spoons Press, 2011), Balloons (2011), og Godzenie (2009), bor i London og underviser i engelsk.

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2nd June 2011 (Ali Pali) wind sun & gusts & more gusts my neck is loosening three days of stiff neck I RISE AGAIN! "that child sounds like a goat!" my allergies have disappeared for the day Sainbury's plastic bag across giant park lawn my converse grey hat flattened under smelly old black backpack my right sock says CAT my left sock says NOTHING a stern congregation of black birds spread out all over the field on other field: Indians in starched whites spread out whacking & throwing a little round ball "I was thinking we cd have garlic bread" a white boy goes by on a kite Mr. Koch’s Ancient Art of Wooing each train hides another train that black dust toward the post office sometimes I am the person that wrote this wrote that but sometimes I don’t at the beginning the painting wants to get off Popyeye was in his chair reading William Blake Ewa is very fair Koch had a head of hair and time is a big tower like Big Ben with all the major parts ahead of you time is merry like the sun when you have it license plates and diamonds and just for my sake with yr shoes off you are like an umbrella orange yellow bright come on let’s talk a walk to the traffic lights the arch ruby of this early June rain how easily to command the time and space syndrome what was I then and who are you? this is a town I don’t want to leave HORSE HOSPITAL (CENTRAL LONDON) Bernard Street Harbrand Street Colonade Arrive at Horse Hospital **************************** because we collide into each other a storm on crutches slipping vasoline oh Ben Maddox xx **************************** sex sex sex love love love meat meat meat muffins muffins muffins this is more about directions than stars a moist shoe in the red oh pluck pluck that velvet glow sir general vanitas is it dancing? **************************** so we'll take a break and Paul will find Tesco and Chris will come with open jacket and open arms and I'll blow my money on the best shit being published (USA) and the clunks will click click click in my nose who knows who knows the paintings by Taboo scougey scoygey doooooo we love you

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