Bad shit

Trevor @ Sunday June 26th 2005 17:03

Akiane’s poem no 1 (via Stefan@MemeFirst), with a couple of small changes, brings to mind a story someone else tells about when the municipal cops rushed into a building, truncheons at the ready, to arrest a notorious heroin junk, only to discover, slipping and sliding, that he’d had a little accident:

I slipped on the mirror
full of faeces
I thought not of the future
nor the plices.


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  1. MM
    June 26th 2005 18:18

    The last line is a worthy successor to your treatment of ’scissors’.

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