Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Gregorian flack to bait crime.
Pull the tram shack blabber discuss my elephant day food.
Style, where may ever be dart, showtime.
More to veritus druid - whiiiiiii ? - the slay?
None of the same! Ho.

And now, I'm going to have to
Google you.

NO! I protest on grounds of tribe.

So this is how it pleases the knave. I might have tweeped.

I'm stoned hinged
hear the chant of elephants
shuffling to veritas
they drone in trunk whispers
drink vodka in the zoos of Moscow

"Blimey! Ray gun, stat!"


Bill, you have always had a remarkable talent for complete insanity in prose :)


"Eat a scargo, beetch!"

"I rectify squelch notes on a jazz pickerel."

I reduced to tuna mouth replica
a blistering ambition canned
lox and sardines and anchovies
shit on a shingle and my reality franchise

Now and then the I google a gargle with Jim Beam
eating Hot Tuna
looking for nukes in my sock drawer
the Knave leads us into the promised land
a wildernes called peace on earth
gimmee that old time
all neoconservatives are Straussians.
Obscurantism rules
Heidegger said Hi Hitler
Sylvester Stalone walks the pentagon
the shortest distance to re-election is an axis of evil
William S burroughs writes speaches for George W Bush
the government has learned to speak
non sense makes perfect sense
praise the lord
pass the tax cuts
destroy the world
save for a rainy day
uh oh
too much sense?

'...hitherto unknown to the people of this area
and destined to take the place of the mud jargon and your mythology
here it is the circular motion, rub it'

eskimo pie in the heart of darkness
overall vile drunkeness and nefarious
school bus to us to the end of the line
the parasitic plastic spastic operator
made manaical by all night pills
in the form of fortnightly injections in the seat
of the rear fat in fact of the meek
stolen in grave robber's fasion from the cheek
let's intern the innocent into
mandatory hide and seek
parade and demostrations
by the mob made manipulation of space age mamalian man