Kleif’s Tales From The Clog
From: "Kleif Carnerious"
now? okay, why the hell not? Date: Tue, 15 Feb 2000 19:27:51 GMT
taters Realitator Post orbinator Great northern rehabilitator The northern scent Northern sent Not a mangosteen Not a passionfruit, and that aint the half of it The clear crispyness of it all brings you right back (back! Caught ya looking for the same thing don’t don’t don’t believe don’t believe don’t believe the ) bright!blastin you eyes out and damn it feel good resistances renamed potentialities components realities like eating kisses, only different . . .
From: " vurtbike "
To: Kleif Carnerious
closed eyes and the rainbows gone
inside the wind there's a chair and
the theatre moves at a languid pace
until it sees food and lunges
into a dive for the exit hole
spinning the space gets tighter
round and round could be inside out
for all we know the wash zone have moved
to intercept the flow as it squashes toward
turbulent and speeds into cavities until it
shakes over and over gets thinner and spreads out
back past turbulent and brother john's lounge
and out onto the plane of space
in a big arc
on another tangent
laden with treats galore
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From: "Kleif Carnerious"
To: vurtbike
The Pippy Hunter
closed eyes and the rainbows gone
the three infinite arcs akimbo, direct same forces repel
inside the wind there's a chair and
the theatre moves at a languid pace
what more could this unsure audience want? – infinite suspense, motionless, languid
until it sees food and lunges
fruits of desire? Appetising fertilising life pulp?
into a dive for the exit hole
exit stage north I begin to think. That’s the flavour lifesavour. Self favour saviours savour the addictive smell of, no, not vitamins in a pill, but the real thing/think
spinning the space gets tighter
tighter and tighter no point of reference, and who’s to know if its…
(round and round) (could be) inside out ??????
for all we know the wash zone have moved
to intercept the flow as it squashes toward
gazing up from his handful of sappidillos, magosteens and mangoe (he thinks he has larger hands than he does, but he does) he watches:
turbulent and speeds into cavities until it
shakes over and over gets thinner and spreads out
back past turbulent and brother john's lounge
and out onto the plane of space
between his clean toes (saltwater fixes anything)
he leans down
in a big arc
reaches down
chooses the diaphragms, keeping the good ones
changing gears, this time
on another tangent
laden with treats galore
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From: "Kleif Carnerious"
To: vurtbike
Subject: townsville dreaming, watch for that double decker biscuit. hooooorchhh
so I look up, and there's this triple rainbow slicing through the horizon. Infintite width, length and location. The horizon, infinite direction and likewise length. so your stuck in the middle, a battle of the infinite is looking a little tricky.
you run to the east, the horizon growing a sfast 9faster) than you can run, the wesr the same, north south, yep. so what to do. the snaggle puss approach "exceeeeeeet, stage right, left eveeeeeen" is just not happening, or is it the answer, and infinite drawl in to the exceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... and you've got your wormhole outta there.\ except there's endless wormholes with endless exits and ahhhh.. shot just ain't happ, y'all. so you shut down the neurons, quit the fight and flight and pick up\ that snowball in front of you.lift a grain with an eyeball and you're set.
sweet.
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From: "vurtbike "
To: "kleif"
Subject: star bright
Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 22:36:49 PST
well swimmin is ok
if the water shines real bright
as i expect it to do
with the drugs for the night
and without such company
as yours my dear freind
it could be snowing in hell
and i'd mosey on in
just to give hugs and
more hugs and more
so i'll just send 'em this way and
it'll have to do.
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From: "Kleif "
Subject: shimmy shankos
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 1999 14:53:02 GMT
shimmy shanko ronky
sat by the pool
i wonder what flavour
he added to that word?
a little bit of prickly and loads of blue and salt
that sailing merchant of fake rolexes
filled me to the gullets.
rork rork rork and a happy weinachts
From: "Roller "
Re: lighting fwerts like thunderous lightning
Date: Thu, 16 Sep 1999 15:35:30 +0100 GMT
yikes lil bear much more of this dutch oven business
and there may be n explosion in the surry curry zone
just what did you smoke to kome up wif such yoke
i have just comme back from vegie feasts with my fav fag work buddy
marty who trys to subvert me to the glam of the retail theroposo world
but i pull him along and head for the books but yik a hik hoo
i have a proposal to do_we've got the job already and sos
it's all bout modification_hard when the prize is won
to keep up the good fight_deep yogi breaths
hope you are k on this a Thursday
and that the remaining bug bear is away with the butterflies
and fucking off the pigeons pull out your shine
and strike him down n n n i can hear singing and smell
the salt and itch of sand in my cossie in later days
i shall be reunited but til then i have to use my extra sound scape
to pull in those tunes you rascal you never told me bout your gran
i do so know how much the link between her and you was good
and yet it shall remain, just somewhat more tricky to access
and hold but more special big breath boogal boy and have some water – . . .
From: " Vurticitude "
lighting fwerts like thunderous lightning
Date: Thu, 16 Sep 1999 13:53:00 +0100 GMT
ahh rational pathetic mind how you walk so tall despite your blind
unwilling acceptance of fwert jokes and ministry over us all
tis nought but a fwert joke to see if it lights as the methane explodes
causing grannies to fight for the exit on buses
as the burning stench stings the nasal membranes
of even the recently defwerted thinksnot infwerior marvellous
you for the fwerts a fert backwards which reclaims the poo
its true enough don’t doubt that the lightning produced
by chicken and stout can set the mind reeling and of rhymes i'm all out
read fert as fart forwards and the analogy arises
that the obstruction was the valuable fish bones of yesterdays analysis
left over from first session and finally done
but there’s one more to do and tonight there’s been much damage done... . . .
From: "Roller "
Re: calm like the samuri fighting
Date: Thu, 16 Sep 1999 11:26:46 +0100 GMT
babe tune me back in this one's a struggle
or perhaps it's my rational mind skipping beats and treats
maybe if you're still there we could do a e tag along
wif a buddy bouncing them back over the nett
otherwise sweet dreams and i do so like he idea of
less for as much as i thought a period of calm would be sweet
From: " Vurticitude "
Subject: calm like the samuri fighting
Date: Thu, Sep 16, 1999, 9:20 am GMT
Bottom turns to tuning fwerk
As two bowel obstructions belching fire
And preaching function turn lemon sour
With but wrenching power to explode like
m m m m motherload and god
only knows if nought 'll ever regrow
on that most tender patch. . . .
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