1. Friday, December 5, 2003

    let’s get it on 

    theres a timebomb

    in the front room

    bored Death is filing his nails

    a dog’s snarling softly

    beneath the toadstool

    and im just playing pool

    “as soon as youre through

    you’re coming with me

    but if you like

    i’ll take you now”

    and i felt like drinking

    ice water

    and setting my head on fire.

    Death stood up

    and removed his hat

    and walked his way towards me,

    the light froze solid

    beneath his black locks

    and he looked like

    he shouldnt be.

    he looked 8 feet tall

    and gorgeous,

    his tits began to grow

    his cape shrunk up

    and his voice got high,

    and he wasnt a guy no more.

    so we popped in “18” Alice Cooper

    and threw off all our clothes,

    lit the candles, poured the whiskey

    and we racked up all the balls.

    “I never knew you

    played both ways,”

    Death he said to me

    i said you never know now do ya

    do ya

    and as the sun began to rise

    Death lowered himself

    to the ground

    and asked if i wanted a blow.

    i broke, sank two

    and politely

    told that fucker


    from the upcoming secret chapter of Blook II called Juvenalia, the early poems which is available until monday at a ridiculously low price.