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Lee Holloway Jul 11
"Do you remember there used to be a couple
who they played those dragon games with.
Heather and Ray. They came down
from North Wales and stayed in a B&B.
His hair was even longer than Geoff's but he was very polite.
She didn't say a thing all weekend.

Anyway, they'd just gone to bed in their room
when there was a knock on the door. They
thought it was the landlady but it turned out
to be the chap who'd had the room before them.

He'd come back for his drugs. He said they were
hidden behind the toilet. Well, they didn't
want to upset him so they let him in
and he got his drugs and that was the end of that."
Lee Holloway Jul 9
Some days are for consolidation
some days are for transformation

You cannot hide your vestigial tail
your belly is ***
your jelly is hot
stumped cut off salamander trail

I am the secretary of my sensations
my magic is my weakness
you must invite me across your threshold

It's pretty uh *******
only four miles from your house
say it's semi mediaeval, but
great stuff for the launch pad, and
something about the bleakness, the
overbearing concrete structures

Some of the evenings may require consolation
some of those nights end in devastation

Lies are exotic, and the truth
the truth is pretty basic
Lee Holloway Jul 8
You don't hear much about James T. Farrell anymore

The novelist and short-story writer known for his
realistic portraits of the lower-middle-class
Irish in Chicago, and best remembered
for his Studs Lonigan trilogy

A consummate realist in viewpoint and method-
who now will ever read the Danny O'Neill Pentalogy
or the Bernard Carr trilogy

He wrote about people who were
victims of injurious social circumstances
and of their own spiritual and intellectual shortcomings

He depicted human frustration, ignorance, cruelty
violence, and moral degeneration
with a sober, relentless veracity

And he determined that he would write
"regardless of the consequences."

"I have a lot of work to do," he said.
"I write 20 hours at a stretch;
I hate sleep and I fight it."

His sentences follow one another
like bricks in a well made row.

His prose is simple and direct,
powerful and blunt.

His courageous stance against Stalinism
took a toll on his literary reputation,
and later, as the naturalism he employed in
his best fiction slipped out of vogue,
his work fell into neglect and his star dimmed.
Lee Holloway Jul 6
there was a lot I liked yes there was a lot I liked

the familiar and popular attributes

Z said we were mirror imaged, like twins

we could have been related back in the old country

but then there was her term for the locals which was quite frankly unacceptable

the long story about how she'd meant to end up in america but got stuck in this hole for 20 years

the time she spent in soho hanging out with [pop star #1]

the time she told the nobel prize winner he was a fake

the time we went to see a film in leicester square and she saw a couple she knew but didn't introduce or even acknowledge my presence, as I stood right beside her

I mean, come on!

we did it yes we did it but kissing was not encouraged

I didn't ask but she read me some of her poetry and I quite liked it - "it's biological!"

she played a lot of Massive Attack and explained how every song had the most meaning

she brought out 'the puff' and laughed 'you no good at this!'

while she was cooking I set fire to her curtain
she didn't notice and this isn't relevant

'I hoped tomorrow we go for 5 mile run
but now we drink two bottles wine and puff so maybe not
since you choose to stay'

when was 5 mile run on the agenda
and was I not invited to stay?

I was out of my depth and I liked it/ didn't like it
Lee Holloway Jul 4
Trying to tease out the pangram
from BLNFIOE
before I can begin my day

what could it be?

bellefino - an Italian sherry

lifebone - don't we all need a lifebone

fonebill - alternate spelling

bonefill - an archaelogical process

bonnelife - ancient Scots greeting

boonfile - archaic term for a will

nibbleoff - polite cake eating contest

lionbeef - forbidden meat

beefloin - see above

folbine - I got nothing

come on man
I don't have all day!
(are you sure about that)

grease the brain
cells with
coffee

and then it came to me
~~~~~~~~~
(no spoilers)

and some people say
I have too much
time
on my hands
Lee Holloway Jul 3
We piled into the lifts
and she said to me:

  "When you're in one of those meetings
  sitting all polite and listening
  with the serious and interested
  look on your face
  do you ever get the impulse
  to do something outrageous
  to disrupt the proceedings
  and draw attention to yourself
  in an inappropriate manner?"

- "As if to say *******
  and everything you stand for?"

  "Possibly."

  - "As if to say
  although I may have grey hair and a mortgage
  in DEEP DOWN
  reality I am only
  5 years old, and I am
  BORED BORED BORED
  thus it is my infantile nature to run amok..."

  "That sort of thing."

- "Sure. I have this urge to heckle
(******* while making disturbing growling noises)
or kick the seat of the person in front
(go screaming naked berserk with an
assault rifle) but you know... "

  "Good, I'm glad I'm not the only one."
Lee Holloway Jul 1
You've seen the eel twice now
I saw it once on
Our weekend walk and
I have to say, it was genuinely thrilling

Mysterious and often overlooked
Perhaps lost in the
Ornamental canal
Some distance from the river now

Sharing water with ducks, swans, a small
Fish family, the lonely heron
And those crab carcasses which are
A mystery unto themselves
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