191.
November 11, 2010 (thurs.)
No code names in the paper, the whereabouts
Of your line breaks must echo
The ink on your thumb, the pinky hitting the
Return key to the porter before leaving
For the print shop, i'm scanning a secret
Chronicle, a beastly essay on scansion
.
We staged a war show for the news team
To film in the armory, an ascot in action best
Know the tightness of knots
Ornate bows signify blood pressure
Lessening along with the number of underworld
Characters one has to deal with
To get a decent decongestant lesson, listen
We need lozenges, we are living in a zombie cough
Household, the lurching out of the house hacking
Our way through dirty laundry to silver lapels
Leaving the house with tissues, bells on
For bright lights on the tie pins
When carnie duty calls
Photos by Justin Moore, currently only on FB.
so, the "faces" i pull when i play notreally knowingly... should i be embarrassed? or call these my 'poetic rockin' out' shots? here's *the other from Thurs. We really -did- stage a barely 3-song set for the New England Chronicle film team last week. (before the rest of the 2nd WSInkdrip session/art concert) we are very excited/lucky/flattered and will let you know as soon as we know when it'll air! i'm sure there'll be boobtubery, aussi.
P.S. you can vote for us (that's Walter Sickert & the army of broken toys, if you're just tuning in)-- to win BEST LIVE ARTIST 2010 at the Boston Music Awards! wot! facebrain w. screencap help, and the votin' page
week28: 1, 2, 3
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
http://poetesss.tumblr.com/PAD
No code names in the paper, the whereabouts
Of your line breaks must echo
The ink on your thumb, the pinky hitting the
Return key to the porter before leaving
For the print shop, i'm scanning a secret
Chronicle, a beastly essay on scansion
.
We staged a war show for the news team
To film in the armory, an ascot in action best
Know the tightness of knots
Ornate bows signify blood pressure
Lessening along with the number of underworld
Characters one has to deal with
To get a decent decongestant lesson, listen
We need lozenges, we are living in a zombie cough
Household, the lurching out of the house hacking
Our way through dirty laundry to silver lapels
Leaving the house with tissues, bells on
For bright lights on the tie pins
When carnie duty calls
Photos by Justin Moore, currently only on FB.
so, the "faces" i pull when i play notreally knowingly... should i be embarrassed? or call these my 'poetic rockin' out' shots? here's *the other from Thurs. We really -did- stage a barely 3-song set for the New England Chronicle film team last week. (before the rest of the 2nd WSInkdrip session/art concert) we are very excited/lucky/flattered and will let you know as soon as we know when it'll air! i'm sure there'll be boobtubery, aussi.
P.S. you can vote for us (that's Walter Sickert & the army of broken toys, if you're just tuning in)-- to win BEST LIVE ARTIST 2010 at the Boston Music Awards! wot! facebrain w. screencap help, and the votin' page
week28: 1, 2, 3
http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day
http://poetesss.tumblr.com/PAD