Wednesday, December 17, 2008

197 Laestrygonians

Buck Mulligan,
We sit and drink our money
Murmurs of murder the
Gargoylian creeping over to the arts
Of December.
In the meantime the Sentimentalists
Brandish wine bottles and gleefully threaten
The newly dead while
The priests piss on the vestibule door

This is the reason for our vertigo.

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