Thursday, 21 February 2008

this is what i would type on DRUNK* right now if i was typing things on DRUNK:


MY LEGS FEEL LIKE
12 pt. TIMES NEW ROMAN
THEY ARE ITALICISED
AND CURLING AROUND EACH OTHER
I WENT OUT FOR DINNER THIS EVENING
IN A PLACE WITH
A DEER HEAD ON THE WALL
I TOUCHED THE FACE OF THE DEER HEAD
AND LOOKED IN ITS FAKE EYES
AND WONDERED IF IT WAS FILLED WITH SAND
OH LORD
I WANT A KITTEN
NEXT CHRISTMAS
PLEASE MAKE THAT HAPPEN

*DRUNK is this thing by the way

10 comments:

Socrates Adams-Florou said...

You went to negresco. I WENT ON A TEAM NIGHT OUT. I AM DRUNK. IN YOUR FACE KILLEN.

chris killen said...

i did. did you also touch the face of the deer head? were you there this evening? why didn't you speak to me?

Socrates Adams-Florou said...

I wasn't there this evening. You didn't invite me. I was crying alone in a room. There was no one with me. I am alone. I am in the pain of solitude. I had a recurring dream about people making me do stand up comedy. I wet the bed. My bed is papier mache. I made it into a face of a deer and had sex with it.

chris killen said...

i am inviting you now: come with me to negresco tonight, about five hours ago. it will be fun. please come.

Socrates Adams-Florou said...

This is like some kind of cruel cruel joke. I have never felt more rejected. I am going to microwave some metal and then burn my hand with it.

chris killen said...

post a thing on sex therapy. stop whingeing. 'let it go'.

xtx said...

i would go. you wouldn't even have to invite me.

sam pink said...

hey i just cut and pasted this into DRUNK. we pay in hope. so fuck you.

Daniel Bailey said...

awesome. someone should send you a drunk invite. i don't know if kendra's in charge of that or what.

Kendra Grant Malone said...

i am in charge. i approve greatly. much awesomeness.

DRUNK.