the ferris wheel rolled into town it made me feel like i'd dropped down right into paris knee deep dog shit vulture culture pick 'n' mix two double oh eight dead weight culture of capital gains under pains to deliver a meaningful experience in DUMPlington centre
on the finest booze in the bestest bars where all the locals and losers have been barred i sink my teeth into stale bread with my feet on the leather - its my only pleasure where a fella named never does the same old shuffle never says a word never moves a muscle with a grin he teaches em to operate the machinery that'll one day replace him
i'm dressed from head to toe in silk in a town that reeks of rotten milk on a wooden bench for our arte and labore another peel town another white acre -
stand at the intersecting vectors of cross and fennel street
speak your troubles to the spokes be the residual of a visual joke
mr leese
sez
my hands
starting
to seize
penning all these hymns to the wheel
underneath various pseudonyms.
