concern not for the corpse or ; the depths of the savage apparition ; but more for the way ; you asked if I ; wanted four or 12 chicken nuggets ; or which sauce I wanted to go with that ; your voice sounded wheezy & polyped ; & as you gave me my shitty food ; some old duck with her dyed black hair ; asks if she can have a Big Mac ; ‘This is Red Rooster,’ you coughed ; but the biddy didn’t take it in, so you continued ; ‘McDonalds is over there. We don’t do Big Macs!’ ; eventually she got it and shuffled on ; over to the McDonalds counter ; & as I sat down and took a handful of ; soggy chips to my mouth I realised that there’s two types of people ; down here downstairs ; in the greasy delta that is ; the counterpoints between the ; Melbourne Bar & Bistro ; Red Rooster & McDonalds ; & these two people are ; those that put their grimy carry trays ; into the rubbish bin ; & those who leave it for the hired counterhands to collect ; & there was steady something ; like an orgasm, shop-soiled flames, soft content ; human infinite one ; you is the seed of fuck-like ; knowing weightless insolence ; staying up & later ; completely like me ; with exaltation ; between this you’re called anything ; remember the time that ; we went in spiritual & many things! ; forthwith but we think so about our sorry self ; to a plateful of tenderness ; backwards the fuck watches ; its head from the eastern waves ; among the anything ; but we’re either sinful or expressive ; about our knowledge of sadness ; she gave it with a please! ; for I am this angry ; when we think we just wanted to be wise-ways ; the whole disguising minutiae ; the meandering & ugly me ; such an out of shape fatty ; renouncing ; but having delight in our knowledge ; of sadness ; & I called you Saint Thicket of Anemones ; he came up with a new name ; from henceforth he was saint thicket of anemones ; my friend ; is it the own-nests there that sends forth? ; hiss & this which is nothing ; just to feign off his own skin? ; is it the one who tills but keeps the clearing room in the soul? ; for if meditation says this ; “headway & be off & guard with what larks ourselves ; & steals to this the golden-world’ ; then it should also ; be foot of itself ; its individuality ; & happen ; with needs that must be apparent ; this is a tabloid ; you could tell she was keen to vex her mouth illumination ; when by extinguishing her escape ; heading to & to her ; lowering so now beyond ; was not envy nor murder ; & you’re wearing the goddam pity skin ; & as I walked over to Grattan Street in Carlton ; & as I walked up our street with suffering ; from the most excruciating cramps ; on the front of my shins and ankles ; I realised that the cramps were like synapses ; which come from the word "synaptein" ; which Sir Charles Scott Sherrington and colleagues coined ; from the Greek "syn-" ; ("together") ; and "haptein" ; ("to clasp") ; these synapses are essential to Neuronal networks ; for I have tried Xanax ; partially because it calms me down ; when I feel a cramp starting ; & I have tried Motrin for pain ; I’ve drunk tonnes of the shit ; I’ve drunk tonnes of, though well-intentioned ; pieces of shit that possess ; no significance or effectiveness unless ; its external prescription is matched by a personal internal motivation ; standing in Mulqueeny’s Pharmacy ; peering at the colour range of the Glucojels ; there’s a line of Gnostic thought that’s echoed in the jellybeans ; the pharmacy assistant grabs my prescription ; as something comes out of her which is ; imperfect and different ; from her appearance ; because she had created it without her consort ; & it was highly diverse ; her face seemed to have originated in Alexandria ; & coexisted with the early Christians ; until the 4th century AD ; due to her being both dualist and monist ; I peeped repeatedly at the Melbourne Town Hall ; & wondered when they’d let me into their chambers ; so I can wear some velvety robes and concern myself ; with some moral, mayoral & ritual practice & garb ; in these silly myths of big city living ; the malevolence of the Mayor ; the demiurge is mitigated ; his authorial style makes one think of the ancient schema in two ways ; & they’re both shit ; but “Shut it down!” he shrieks like a strip-mined parakeet ; & now there is ; a naked girl lying ; author by ceaselessly rest-breaks ; but my bottle of sherry’s shoulder ; is that girl he she and up and starts playing ; and the teaspoon ; she also keeps igniting around hugs and sex mags reach over only nods ; sex mags are a bit nervous ; sex mags ceiling turns and the lighter out reading from a magazine ; that he does her chair ; she launches hear it lands ; mumbles nervous ; she’s my anything ; towards her sofa ; just as that someone’s think ; about is again - step useless ; how’s sex mags? ; there’s one only ; “you’ve also got a mountain bike!” ; been towards the down my this ; I and he lifts facing hers ; but my pyjama are in the washing basket! ; quickly swivels with afternoon ; has it up both ends ; flicks it across the once table ; where his index finger was ; it seems beneath his breath ; and then pushes his eyes ; are looking for sex mags ; toss it onto the tabletop to friends ; the bottle of sherry is important ; pay attention ; she’s giving the in yesterday and friend ; me with glasses ; cigarettes ; sex mags ; poise myself down ; up the bridge of his nose ; with her coffee in head ; out into the purposely ; it’s sticking up! ; it’s been herself up twitching and annoying! ; there’s snakes & lasers ; where the scooters sit ; the bike-stranded Honda’s, Yamaha’s and fashionably-owned Vespa’s ; where the muddy and broken fridge-filled & choc-milk carton Yarra squirms ; under the Princess Bridge, up the road from Y&J’s ; I heard some guy mention that his last name was Saturnia ; I immediately thought, ‘spa town!’ ; He was carrying his wallet, a sippy cup & a polar-fleece jacket ; in a slightly torn plastic shopping bag ; he was asking people if there was a bus service out to Abbotsford ; I immediately thought, ‘wanker!’ ; some kinky flare Tchaikovsky’s his vice ; the exterior shutters ; it shutters bluntly ; like titanomachy those little bitches ; the unapplied images make characters of the contemplation ; & to hedonism we’ll leave the reader ; & on this third occasion, the drunken spirit! ; having to work as an ass that you are ; your state of mind is something far from falling & content but they have awakening ; so rise up & sing! ; for the wind ; is the tide ; above the basic dirty plan & delta ; & the gulls are titans in reverse ; they’ll leave without us! ; these seagulls & sylphs will fill the whole world ; & the stars of more will be tended ; in a state that the afterlife will professed ; finiteness & system ; I was drinking melted butter & wine ; & not caring too much; about the fall of humankind ; leaving the parked scooters behind ; the bike-stranded Honda’s, Yamaha’s and fashionably-owned Vespa’s ; under the heady heights of the carriages on the old-fashioned Ferris wheel ; entering the underpass that circumvents ; on the southern bank of the Yarra under the Princess Bridge ; I saw the sodden refuse and tampon-tacked water of the river ; & I wondered whether ; to me were greasy rivers more interesting than over-fished oceans ; I saw Methuselah, call to saw the fountain the matter that was cutting off roots ; monsters parted ; a holy Lord house of your Enoch ; the children of the thirsty drank from a thousand other vessels ; & as I peered over & into the Yarra, I saw the murky picture ; albeit Yankee American & more like a fourth heaven ; kind of like reading the Proslogion ; all the saints with their black jaws of wrath ; their dark forces ; emotional or otherwise ; to happiness ; I’ve been given these ; life intellects ; the bottom of so-called verses dead ; but in shame & disgust ; heavy steps are life ; nothing ; is description ; just night terrors ; if it had been a state of receiving ; I’d have then cut up & did not live ; with my proslogion & fake heaven ; with my Caveman in Balzac the individual, her tissue and the whole of the structure can humours, feelings, impressions, that each character uniquely powerful instance linguistics ; beside the spire ; blessed they shall be under the tundra wolves of the city ; & they will begin to hear the fire sirens ; & they will begat to be a great chastisement ; & I shall ask for the day in time to become ; me ; or ; perhaps you ; & now I want to eat a whole pizza ; pizza during peak hour ; sitting in front of the old disused Royal Women’s Hospital ; outside the Yvonne Bowden Auditorium ; whoever the fuck she is ; I saw 10 or 15 Domino’s delivery drivers ; skiving off from turning out pizza orders ; playing around, tossing a motorbike helmet about ; all rough-going & proper foolish ; like a tawdry army of naked monkey shines ; all born disturbance technologies / selling pizza like ca-ca porn ; they all wheel out with sweating looks & reeling face ; I unfurl a lit cigarette lighter ; & waive them on & out like I’m playing an evacuation torch ; & now I’m alone ; bye bye pizza delivery drivers, u will be missed ; strolling over to Royal Dental Hospital I noticed that the traffic ; was like some horrible knackery ; a road race of pumice bitumen & uncivil fecund maggots behind the wheel ; of twits & pull gentle dragons driving their Mercedes ; peak hour is like an underlying torn auspicious barnstorm ; driving within the criminal piggery with the out signal & the test features vandalised ; truck driver arm muscles like massive conjoined turds ; fire engine sirens like burnt learning latter tricks trivial oxygen bullshit embarks ; thump! ; truth snake signal lady ; on the corner the fossil street poop runs pattern askance while the gasping revisited tramp groups within the ; spatial surrounds of a ruby-lipped sense ; some of the delivery drivers are making their way back via Swanston & Grattan ; their fashions are dog fire ; dripping in eulogy luxuriance ; crimping in a maternity dress, mini-skirt, bikini ; to the soothing smells of pepperoni ; it’s a pogrom ; with your bald, fat Belfast head ; & cheekbones that couldn’t grow a beard ; I’m going to put my footed thong ; across your gulping neck ; as the clouds aspire atop the trees ; meaning like a-spire, like sitting atop some spire ; some column of shit ; & as my fucking Haviana clips your Adam’s Apple ; I’ll grab hold of my $5.00 fishing knife ; (that was gotten on the whim, the spur from the Queen Victoria Market ; to deal with stuck pricks like you) ; I wish for your newborn when you do get a newborn ; to not last out the week ; I wish for ; a sudden invaders longer designate solvent tends ; at far end of wets his as salt decomposes ; at cough his madness, that the text to the workers the ego ; considerably ; here is perhaps ready-formed dictionary, they tend to mystical, religious, social, natives used defines disappointment over the always anterior, never and children may not pussy so open, It was like remarked cracking sound sentence: this was and force a motion, swelling and promote empathy, trust, orgasm ; I’ll grab hold of my $5.00 fishing knife.