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Wednesday, December 26, 2007

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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Saturday, December 22, 2007

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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Wednesday, December 19, 2007

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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Monday, December 17, 2007

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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Saturday, December 15, 2007

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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Tuesday, December 11, 2007

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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Wednesday, December 05, 2007

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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Tuesday, December 04, 2007

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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Monday, December 03, 2007

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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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,293 by FisherKingKQJ
(xviii)

They say that out there's a someone better,
Who's impulsive, prepossessed and caring;
Current boyfriend couldn't be much wetter,
Brings on board their bilge, consensus sharing.
He plumbs self defeating lifebouy fetter,
Bleats with bravura, his ballast blaring-
Literal littoral, sounds each letter,
We don't wreck ourselves with deep soul baring.
Just and loyal to me, they're somehow jealous
Of all the time that I now hive on him-
In their place I might see him as a skim,
His laughs boundless, hasty, overzealous.
Come reach for it, they openly deride
Regardless versus next boyfriend decide.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 deride
o $10,000,000 belittle
o $10,000,000 squash

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Monday, November 19, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,292 by FisherKingKQJ

Lord Krishna, karma dunked me in a tank
Of cannibal lobsters - who squat as a bloc,
Peck order on each other, by size rank,
Your blue blood love averts my bitter shock.
A cocaine farmer fields druglords to thank
For freeing him from his upfront, worthless flock,
Thinks interpol won't bust him at the bank,
His more, as more and less a laughing stock.
I'd prefer to ship a tiger's runt than
A turtle's barnacle, say but I should;
I'd prefer to ship a baboon's hostage than
A dog's one sorry bitch, tell but I would.
I'd prefer to ship a shark's remora
Than a whale's krill, it's seamonkey or a.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 remora
o $10,000,000 bloodsucker
o $10,000,000 vampire

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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,291 by FisherKingKQJ
21.9.07 (xvii)

O, wholly holy stars of an evening sky
Wick out my breezy theory, subjective, bright,
Together hang our guide god's map on high
In symmetries of hale life, helium light.
Wipe off the loveless universe, decry
It's crumbling pure truth, dust bowl white gold cite
In brains of timelords who work whizzing why,
Who stay, who way with grail discs black and white.
Shaman reigns over sha shine, shalight lives
In two realms once, insured hole, assured whole,
To you a cyber crash test dummy gives-
Preloved transparent gold to save you soul.
Your avatar's face legs and arms report,
Through nanocarbon copies teleport.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 report
o $10,000,000 convey
o $10,000,000 tell

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Monday, November 12, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,290 by FisherKingKQJ
20.10.07 (xvi)

Was Johanna who feathered her young face
With cosmetics, tooled pretty pretty bot,
Her mocking mecha walk and gesture hot,
No stray hairs in parting, whitest white place.
Rapunzel of sorts, the tower casino her ace,
Her fair plaits optic pipe to poker slot;
And barber pole cold laser twirls her lot
Red, green, and blue read satellite mapped space.
She trumped a beauty contest with her twin,
Babe teller in a Swedish flag sportsbra
Ubucud ub ru, abacad ab ra
She'll spell out still frame bonus bonds win-win.
Her sister's locks are Stratospheric gold,
Sky City drawn as bridging cotter highrolled.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 gold
o $10,000,000 aura
o $10,000,000 pure

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Monday, November 05, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,289 by FisherKingKQJ
13.9.07 (xiv)

So many times that I've enticed the type
Who turns me on, I've been jolly jaded;
Foremost falling fired up, viagra aided,
I'd foment ferment, ravish overripe.
Elocution smooths out my poor windpipe,
Fatuous true loves have but gently faded,
Set piece chat up lines chic tattoo shaded,
I'm not too, too old for sweet talk and hype.
Should we windowshop, I'll read him arty,
That one white rose each day might please
Then I'll score net stockings sort of tarty
I'll swirl him up or settle him at ease.
Stroking cures his stiff, recurring shoulder,
Friendship rings on foil a leap day older.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,287 by FisherKingKQJ
12.9.07 (xiii)

My girl's a muscle toned, enticing nag
I swear or snort , I wear her bit the boss,
As much as my head might snap back, I gag,
Ill bred contempt in love seems love at loss.
Her old boyfriends are her backstory snag,
I'm her simple stalking horse, one mane toss
Sends me ahead of her, I bear her bag
Or clutch beneath my arm, her fringe hairs cross.
Staircase landings serve as firebreak clearings,
First I'm neighed mule by her feral pony,
She'll screech him donkey kong ring-in phoney,
I'll lap him then as she breaks his bearings.
In brass and leather braces I'll trot-pace,
As bait establish for small boys a place.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 pace
o $10,000,000 canter
o $10,000,000 jog

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Monday, October 29, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,288 by FisherKingKQJ
12.9.07 (xii)

She'll sandbag, sabotage, then undermine
Me, older sister when I've snagged a man-
She'll cleave so pointedly because she can,
Me, by-line babe, sourced girlie gossip butt.
She's prettier than I, her giant boobs jut,
Her nose is simply smaller, straighter than,
All mens' eyes to her shapely, smooth legs scan,
She dresses styley even skating slut.
The trauma du jour, nutty turn of hex-
She does borrow my clothes, rings and bangles,
Through my inveigling men she'll snoop and vex-
I confide her him, she hums dark angles.
She'll savour my new man, bygones her stance,
Yet by herself, she'll deny him one chance.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 stance
o $10,000,000 juncture
o $10,000,000 position

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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,286 by FisherKingKQJ
(xi) 11.9.07

Was Cupid who showed me that mountain peak,
His challenge being my odd red Russian beard,
Shafts were shot for all, me too, none too weird,
In bubbling hot pools I was fathomed freak.
Stripped nude myself, I missed the nymph first sneak
In climatised, as cresting water seared,
Her gold locks gilded her breasts it appeared,
I fought the urge to foist on them a tweak.
Cupid talked up her aloof, dry tresses,
How elsewhere she had scarcely sprouted hair,
How she'd learnt to walk in shore recesses,
To neck submerged, each next rock easy stair.
He talked of war between the fertile moon
And Atlantis, how love once bounced, to swoon.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 moon
o $10,000,000 appendix
o $10,000,000 satellite

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Monday, October 22, 2007

a study toward sonnet #1,285 by FisherKingKQJ
6.9.07 (x)

My girl and I, we make a brilliant match,
There's complement, alliance and overlap,
Though people sometimes say it's perfect crap-
Her green eyes, my vitiligo chin patch.
Research might some precedent closely snatch-
I should've picked up at the Arctic polar cap
Midnight sunshine pulls lovers for a nap,
Indoors for minutes, windowless, its catch.
Evolution strips all down vacuous apes,
Banished norse we nurse invasive heckles,
Odd are my snowburns, her cute nose freckles,
Our lives we owe to frigs, wet dreams and rapes.
My girl and I train on luck our sea horse,
My tan free patch maps Atlantis' course.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 horse
o $10,000,000 pony
o $10,000,000 steed

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