Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo

April fOOl’s up entire Month

April Fool’s Day. What’s the point? Fake-news. Each day. Time out-of-joint #Napowrimo. Inflates. Grows Dark-energy. Ben-Okri knows Sneeze and snooze and freeze your booze Eye for eye. I win. You lose. Thirty days and thirty nights Fool mOOn comes sOOn. … Continue reading

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Flatmate:

Flatmate: fool of hate. One large lady looked like eight. Conjoined twin shed. Now on date. Dropped piano. I’m just bait. Oscar-Felix: Cartoongate. Stop frame motion. Quantum rate. Bonnie-Clyde: Bottomcide weight. Shakes, bares, licking. Kismet-Fate. Clockwork gears are far too … Continue reading

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Star is born:

The human race fail doping test. While digging for their treasure chest. Eggs make omelet. Sexy food. Powdered figleaf. Spicy. Good. Silent clapping. Lonely wood. Ironic ironing. Beating rude. Golden liquid. Shining black. Double slit. Billiard ball crack. Melting snow … Continue reading

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Circle of death:

Sound of one tongue lapping In frame-dragging rippling bowl. Calcium yum liquid In a negative black hole. Man’s best friend slips God-like So we both can share our soul. Wooden walls grip tightly As the air starts to get thin. … Continue reading

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Ripples in a sea of dust:

Dust, dust, glorious dust. Nothing quite like it For sneezing with lust. So swallow me hollow. Coffin coughs tomorrow. Womb with no view borrow. Lid. Lady. Leaks. Bust. Ripples in a sea of dust Crawl to doll. To quench our … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo and me:

A few years ago I discovered NaNoWriMo. Have tried to live by the rules every year since but always ran out of steam. Tried it with Script Frenzy too. Same problem. Writer’s block in both cases. Maybe this will happen … Continue reading

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Dark Satanic ideas of slap-head sicko, IDS:

Christ did fast for forty days. IDS says: “Balls to that.” Iain Duncan’s magic ways. Moth-eaten rabbit crawls from hat. Jesus fought the greedy bankers. Profiteers got kick up arse. Quiet Man’s ideas for wankers. Rambling, omni-shambling farce. Fifty three … Continue reading

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