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Death in an agricultural town
Splintering
The Drowning braid
Fire drill
Orchids and Sandcastles
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Hey Hey Whiteboy
Daughter
Towing Jehovah
Lacerate
Pain
Redneck
Shafted of my social weaponry
The sons of the Catfish
The same
The Red Spring Heron
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| THE SONS OF THE CATFISH |
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| A bed-time story for children in a coma. |
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| once upon a time there was an octopus,he lived in the top floor of a skyscraper, he was fed and cleaned by the many suited business men that worked in the skyscraper but he was a bad tempered octopus and when the work hadnt been done on time by the business men he'd make them walk through the paddy fields and shallow pools that surrounded the skyscraper and several other very tall buildings.there was never a cloud in the sky as thiswould have made the octopus very angry indeed although occasionally an aeroplane might fly through the beautiful blue sky and leave a trail there was usually nothing to see not even a bird,outside of the building it was silent apart from the gentle splashing of the suit wearing men walking to and fromwork. mr.jonathan sat typing his work, he was very far behind and knew that the octopus would be angry, a bell rang , this was the sign that it was dinner time, he took out his lunch box from his bag that mrs.jonathan had prepared for him that morning and tucked into a lovely salad sandwich and drankfrom a carton of orange juice, after he had finished, mr jonathan put his food stuffs back into his bag just in time for the bell to ring again signalling that he should return to work. An announcement was made that mr jonathan should see the octopus, mr jonathan was worried because he knew he hadn't done the work.the octopus was very angry he said that he wanted mr jonathan to walk through the paddyfields for 10 minutes before returning to continue his typing.mr jonathan walked sadly out of the octopuses office and took the elevator down totheground floor. mr.jonathan knew that the octopus was watching him so he set off walkingdown one of the many narrow grooves of the fields the water rising overhisankle and sometimes up to halfway up to his knee.mr.jonathan couldnt see that the catfish was behind him but he knew it was there, mr jonathan kept walking his face now very,very sad and now in deep water in a channel madeof the finest bone china. the catfish came from behind him, 15 metres longand moving magically through sometimes mere inches of water silently andwithout making ripples in the clear water, its whiskers and tiny eyesmoving very fast through the tidy paddy fields,the catfish swallowed mr jonathan whole just leaving his glasses, the other suited men in the skyscraper decided that they must try harder in the future. girl - beautiful.kiss.warm. man - take.hate.hurt sex - fear.ache.taste beat - hay bails.hurt boys - four.held down. spit - mouth.taste.sick kick - stop.away.end foot - pain.into belly. bully - normal.locked. steal never - end.always victim out - ashamed.cold.splinter love - suicide.sun ray.bleed blood - understand.held we were born walking and then if we stop and we realise we dont know where we were going in the first place and we probably didnt want to go there anyway but we are lonely, we've been left behind. |
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