Thursday 28 February 2013

Gallery 3






being catapulted 
in an unexpected direction or 
higher than they expect ... gravitation and 
inert force compensate completely, which means 
that the jumper is weightless ... a gravity jumper trampoline dodgeball 

bouncing off the walls a water mountain rock  there was someone 
almost kind of watching through the epsilon waves ... loud 
rhythmic singing, stomping and drumming 
on external subjects


the pores 

were open like 
little cilia like the hair on anemone 
breathing out life flaring up like a sea anemone holding its quiver 


an inner gas chamber allows them to float upside down in the water 
food is caught with the aid of mucus and moving currents 
set up by the tentacles 

the mouth is 
surrounded by tentacles armed 
with multiple cnidocytes. When the hair is touched 
it triggers a cell explosion, a harpoon-like structure which attaches 

to organisms that trigger it, and injects a dose of venom in the flesh 
of the aggressor or prey. This gives the anemone its 
characteristic sticky feeling

the rat had bitten me again ... 




 © Lizarikk     00.30    12.03.13. 
















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21.20   8.03.13. 





i feel sore
now and theres a 
pain in my stomach ... 

winded 

he just wipes me out ... 
wipes the floor with 
me probably in 
fact I can see
myself as a
mop 

getting 
a drunking 
the floor being 
washed away like
a man would wash it 













you can always find the sex  

its the cutting edge thats hard to replace 



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tears that 
makes you kick and 
struggle and lash out that 
pulls like a rope on the solar plexus 

and this massive intellect i coped with 
for about five minutes 

kin monstrous 

it was like there was fresh air blowing through him 
like a sharp morning breeze 
the razor beam of a killer marksman 

and they reckon women rule the heart ha ha ... 






21.44





misc draft 1.43am 





oh swift my 
tumbling feathers 
the beared breast that
throws a pick to catch a bolt 
making foothold in my clime  ... 
fluffy clouds of powdered soap it 
kissed him full on the lip ... with tongues 
of shell ... tangled oil that gleams on fiery corpse 

a feathered roast that steeps in terror destruction 
close at hand streaming streaks of gleam 
a dire moan of insanity ... that Wilkie 
did hear ... and Fanny wakes to 
sober truth ... a manuscript 
written in the dark ages 
twenty years ahead 

the key 
was inside the 
locked room a woman 
trapped inside her abandoned castle with 
servants in spiffy uniforms the air thick with fear 






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riding those chords 
like swollen veins of deep colour 

I actually did hide in the Great River of Denial 




your heartbeat 
thumping against my nerves 
like a boom box 
lighting up the building 

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22.30 misc draft © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved




stupid is the 
new ridiculous ...
enough to be out of it ... 
you can try to be honest but ... 
sure i can milk some luv from there ... 

yup now its time to get purposeful ... in 
fact its got me all nice and 
thick myself ... 

it was 
pretty intense 
and not quite where 
i wanted it ... I like the feeling 
of being a bouncy ball and your brains
all curdled and stuff and those echoey giggles 
in my head ... it felt dangerous rather than painful 

as if there was alot of pressure on the spine from 
the geyser pushing up and my brains are all
mangled and redistributed in a different 
pattern so I can't do very much ... 

this stupid
starey panda thing
just doesnt think ... really 
just gross obnoxious and atrocious 

























wawl

the flames showed
no mercy forcing their
way through the cracks in the frames

getting wrecked
kicking back into the habit

witchetty grub, roast spider
pig brains fish eyes blended mice

locusts

to get planets bleaching the broadcasting code
just hoodwinking the public the killing and eating
of a live rat on the show

and actual human remains from
incidents of house arrest ...

and yaup the fierce winds shriek
like fingers and thumbs

bunking off

I was put on a
cucking stool you know

I just thought it seemed fairly obvious








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2.47am 





so i lets him 

beat me up a bit

which he did ever 

so nicedly in a padded 

room .. . it was quite funny ... 

I just like the feeling of the hands 
you know ... a shoe in he said 

ugggghhhh 

and really not too much 

broken skin 




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26.02.13. 


© Lizarikk


you can tell us about any abandoned vehicle or anti-social 

 driving you've seen suing the new operation crackdown 

 ... speeding , thoughtless driving or riding drink or 

 drug driving tailgating mobilephone use vehicles in unsafe 

 conditions untaxed cars and motorbikes 

should I be tripping when Im 

 going round the bend 

drunk drugging drowsy overtaking road rage 

 drink riding bumping speed 

 or dribble driving 

 dribble drinking drowsy bump 

dribble bumping my droblem ha ha

should I be allowed to take drugs 

 in the middle of a road rage 

make space for the dog in front 

ddd d don't worry I'm just talking shite 







I gotta 
bad bad feelin 
im sittin on like a 
power keg  ... an you 
can gag me but ... I see 
you screamin too ... what eats 
you tha you can't say ... you there 
wid a gunshot wound and I powerless ... 

an what goes down is something real 
i just have to feel it so alone ... 
I hear you screaming in the 
fog till no-one can hear
no more ... and the 
wind pleads for 
mercy 







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laughing 


like breathless 
almost choking with laughter 
chest heaving bouncing like a balloon 
of laughter convulsions and shrieks of chuckling 
echo like the hauntings of a murderess jumping up 
and deown on the body screaming with madness and guilt 

laughter like sucking in the air of a drowning 
man on a surfboard the stomach gasps 
the pain of so much chortling 
coming in great gulps 
of resuscitation 

floating like hydrogen 







00.53am 8.03.13.




laughter
kicking and stamping 
its legs a happy Buddha face 
magically tilts a wave of oestrogen 

 overcome by the chortle plants 
it rolls around in hysterics 
cracking up in stitches 

so funny in 
fact you can hear the 
shattering of a thousand mirrors 









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