Will you
come round for tea
and some codeine with me?

she said no
- my bit

Drench the arid wasteland of my soul
Shower your grace 'til like clay
I become then O Lord
Empower me to make of myself
A chalice receptacle for your love
A grail overfloweth with holy waters
Of your eternal spring
- James Ursell

Image: "Morning Tea Pot" - Laurie Justus Pace www.lauriepace.blogspot.com

Codeine Tea

when the days and nights roll into one
then you start having fun
in more ways than one
a thousand lies to keep you alone
if the daylight floods
through the cracks in your walls
it'll be all you've ever known

as long as there is no
more truth to it than that

Days & Nights

Mastered by Brad Parsons http://www.bradparsonsofficial.com/

Photographer unknown (not mine
but every intention to rip off Bukowski plus Wittgenstein's letters to Bertrand Russell
Wittgenstein in Cambridge: Letters and Documents 1911-1951, pg 121.)

If you're going to try (go all the way)

going all out Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Acknowledgement to material from benscomedy1, Only Fools and Horses Best Moments: 9 Feb 2010, and to its original owners; www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zkeE3Oira4; 01/01/2019.

Sordid Little Deletion

a song from the beginning of John Fante's autobiography.

Ask The Dust

Universal Sewerage

a Teresa Alfarano song and a picture of her when she was little.

Gooseflesh

An old mess of a song tightened up

Cover art by Teresa Alfarano

Extractions

Heaven Hell

Separation

Damning In Me

He whispered wet words
under an ivy archway
that led to a secluded bench
where he made his classic move
with wayward hands
that held ungrateful flattery.
 - James Brightman

Amber light surrounds the cedars
Swaying in the Lebanese breeze,
From tree to ground; chattering birds
Sift through decaying leaves,

Clouds of pollen dissipate,
Ascending with air from the seas.
A rich scent drifts skywards,
Like frankincense through the eaves.
 - James Ursell

(my bit)
You gave me ammunition
You rely on her for your position
si tu veux posséder toute beauté
There must be truth and relativity
Oh my word! - all your actors on TV
On New Year's Eve do they ever get lonely?
No real time, it's phony

Ammunition

Glimpse of it

Tipsy Moths for Mrs Arden,
No need to lock up daughter
Cultivating little garden
Take 2 a day with water

The Tipsy Moths (demos)

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