a study toward sonnet #1,302 by FisherKingKQJ

My karma coming back the scab red crab,
Not tipping taxi drivers judged pure grift,
In Nibbana bus-boys shoved me short shrift,
Freak bruised tailbone copped me a cool morgue slab.
Dear London, Londonderrie's ire rehab
On Christmas Island shook on seismic shift-
Was Cocaine Cola's bootleg booze airlift,
While Santa slept rough in his moonshine lab.
Santa turned cheap booze right back to water,
Red crabs like me fought yellow crazy ants,
Whose souls teethed on eco-terror rants,
And a robber-crab pinched claws, in slaughter.
I'm blind to formic acid, fete new year,
Queen ants cap a chain, box me in nuclear.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 year
o $10,000,000 annual
o $10,000,000 calendar

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a study toward sonnet #1,301 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd proffered myself till she tagged her man,
She'd bid that I was better than a nought,
We'd stuck a dive that seven year time span,
As common law wife she copped what she'd fought.
I drove home friends of friends, as also-ran,
Not knowing precisely nuances which she sought,
It could all turn on a blink or spray-on-tan,
I packed my bingo tickets, time-out bought.
Yet all through peevish, her one note she'd pitch,
The creme de la creme, too, not worth a lick,
Yea-no, Rick's dick, Mick's wick, Dick's rick, Nick's stick,
Those fellows long before me she'd still bitch.
Zugzwang, my bad black bishop parries pawns,
They sleep on our bedsettee till light dawns.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 pawns
o $10,000,000 grunts
o $10,000,000 soldiers

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a study toward sonnet #1,300 by FisherKingKQJ
3.10.07 (xxiii)

I scarcely sense him sliding in me at all,
He's far too saccharine, contests my taste,
His knuckles tickle me beneath my waist,
I want a bouncing boobs and testes maul.
Blunt as I am, I'd like to ask with gall,
If his previous girlfriend was cherished chaste,
An off the rack, arriviste-cut-and-paste,
In love, how can a person plan to fall?
It's my fault to foster him as psychic,
Soft lit bed rooms are a silly error,
Time for my grinding pyrrhic terror-
My hand guides his, shows how to his shy chic.
Take me splayed up on the coffee table,
Harder, faster, you're by half more able.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 table
o $10,000,000 bench
o $10,000,000 desk

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a study toward sonnet #1,299 by FisherKingKQJ
2.10.07 (xxii)

I swear that you're boxed in a routine stint,
You rap, tap node tiles near Remuera Road,
Broadway, as morning sun leads you to squint,
As on your eyelids' skin foresight's bestowed.
You don't aggrandize her drilled gaze of flint,
She's babydoll dress, black tights a la mode,
She brushes you off, and yet leaves you lint,
Her gun steel blues shoo out men, elsewhere goad.
Teed Street yields oestrogen to second sight,
Twin dummies nod that you're a handsome dude,
A long hair on your lapel, far too bright
For your own good, on fine pinstripes sits skewed.
Tartan you, burberry she, both flannel,
You rub shoulders past the billboard panel.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 flannel
o $10,000,000 nap
o $10,000,000 suede

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a study toward sonnet #1,298 by FisherKingKQJ
(xxi)

Dawdling, dodging men gawk at me coming-
My stick out bum, wee waist, and bulging breasts,
A puerile whim or primal drive arrests
All such minds, I might as well be mumming.
Wet, cold nipple raising, aureole numbing
Sums his gaze noodling, which in cleavage nests,
My level words this laboriously tests,
As well, simple chitchat then succumbing.
Talks to me, eyes boobs, eyes eyes, back for tits,
And I think here we go again bra strain,
My overqualified, crammed neuron brain,
Scanned nanometres over which thought flits.
See them in droves, from many miles far off,
If I play cool, then I'm thought quite a toff.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 off
o $10,000,000 away
o $10,000,000 distant

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a study toward sonnet #1,297 by FisherKingKQJ
25.9.07 (xix)

Alarmed by her unleashed alacrity-
The blazing hot looks she aims at my head,
Which cicatrice might pax me parity,
I weather welts on blindside white and red.
I claim that ying yang primes clarity,
A girl through children grows up equal led;
The beggar-monk, a musing rarity,
At table thirteenth, runt god rarely fed.
Henna tattoos aren't too too upsetting,
When jail face tattoos segue an upfront score-
Amongst the worst, less bad she can adore,
Her spoonfeeding and ballbeaking vetting.
To several severe looks I can turn,
Her dynamic spits do fitfully burn.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 turn
o $10,000,000 circle
o $10,000,000 rotate

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a study toward sonnet#1,296 by FisherKingKQJ
(cx) 10.12.07

Planned to reach this place in time, else early,
Her name being Sheila and not Shirley, but
Redheads swarmed the bar, cropped, plaited, curly,
My eyes checked chicks, they swam, slow open, shut.
Not my sweet with that man bald and surly,
Not my love with that lip sync low cut slut,
Not my babe with that bouncer in burly,
Not my dear with that ma'm in black beer gut.
I caught her red hair pulling from the kerb,
Out of Nuffield street, cross Broadway traffic,
Blinking turn light terrific, and tragic,
I dashed outdoors, hot tears hard to curb.
Late, I cussed air, longgone the Muslim cabbie,
Fake shortcuts for tips, shortchanges shabby.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 cabbie
o $10,000,000 driver
o $10,000,000 postillon

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a study toward sonnet #1,295 by FisherKingKQJ
21.9.07 (xx)

To help out you put yourself in my shoes,
Indeed, your wheedling ex was much, much worse-
Worn down you heaved, postrate hailed a hearse,
And problem primed, you and I might yet fuse.
You slagged my boy off citing slanted news,
His faults itemised, you were fobbing terse,
His booming burps, lipcurled expletive curse,
Dismissive, jabbered generalised views.
Now how I think, you don't help, you hinder,
If my ex bloats, we'll be mates in bother,
Ex and ex torched touchpaper and tinder,
Are you jealous? might you smokescreen smother?
Lost friend, I cannot fathom anymore,
That love near dead, I was wrong, I adore.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 anymore
o $10,000,000 farther
o $10,000,000 perpetuating

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a study toward sonnet #1,294 by FisherKingKQJ
(ciii) 3.12.07

I struck an old flame corner Shortland Street,
Near the grand Post Office that was still gutted,
Part demolished, but with scaffolds butted
And bolted, brick by brick, across concrete.
Befuddled, double parked contractor fleet
Raised up dust clouds, concrete powersaws rutted
Bluestone kerbslabs, somehow kickback glutted,
Gaol tattoos tossed a chaingang union cheat.
I shouted beer in our old corner bar,
She spelled out her new new love, jack-of-trades,
And flicked up onto her crown shadowy shades,
She moaned payrise, cool boss, late model car.
We used to slum around, saw eye to eye,
I squat or sleep rough, still, just bye the bye.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 eye
o $10,000,000 aperture
o $10,000,000 hole

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Dear Diary,
As a costcutting, productivity boosting exercise, I'm working off line and in cheaper parts of the internet. But rest assured, that in the round, or rather, in the hexagonal, a masterpiece interactive screenplay is within my capabilities, now. As for the tv writers strike in the US, it's of no interest to us. That kind of writing, six pages of dialogue per hour screentime would've been too difficult for me to do
four years ago. Now, I'd turn it down. I mean, what would be more shameful than falling asleep at the wheel for money?

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