The Devil Wears A Mechanical Heart

Morris the Martian was beginning to think planet earth was not the ideal holiday location and the holoscreen brochures were either lying or very out of date.

So far he had been shot at by various armies, mobbed by photographers when he went pulled up to ask for directions and got a parking ticket, although luckily his trusty Vapourtron had resolved that little issue, and it was becoming increasingly clear by the minute there were no big lizards running around in fancy dress and drinking Moo Moo juice all day, which meant only one thing. No chance of getting laid.

I am hoping to return to painting next week to finish one and to create new one for at the moment I am finding it difficult to write due to lack of inspiration and an old demon gnawing at my bones.

The following is an expression of trying to break the deadlock between expression and repression, to create something rather than repress lock the safe and spin the dial. It maybe this is the key or an indication to write a section of my biography I have been putting off entitled agony. We shall see.

The ------ is used to represent space since due to format problems spaces could not be used when publishing on the site.

Dislocation

A half sentence is strewn
-------- then buried under a biro ink patch.
Funeral pyres are fed abused words
---------until they grate into mountain ranges.
Dislocation pulls at the joints
----------breaks the pen
injects the devil with adrenaline.