Monday, July 19, 2010

All Bran

The boat sails down the harbour, and where am I... and who am I... all has become ellipsis.... all has become e-lips, sis.... kisss kisss sis kissssssszzzzzzz.... snake man....


I think google has finally got the important 'Richard Meros' searches right.... it is a shame I wil mother-bugger it all up by releasing a god-good father-buggerer of a novel in approximately one year. Or as Devendra Banhart would sing... "dogs they make up the dark surrounding mountains"...