BAR CODE BANALITY             ,

Two vicars a choirmaster and a church drug adict who
stole a basement area had suddenly become very breath-

-less. He developed a terrible raw rash on his face^in
upper body together with a pa'n in the chemist^ where
Keane lit the rag of the wick of the petrol bomb and ha-

-nded it to Sweeney.who then^in genuine suprse replied
by throwing it through the window.
A second Vicar the Rev James Pratt also set fire to his
flat. The live sperm were put into a micro-syringe and
attatched to a jury of Arson curled up on the settee.
The lights were off and only the flickering of the screen
light could be seen,Both men had abused their positions
of authority and their actions had surpassed gross inde-

-cency and three charges of an indecent Preist curse.
Brian Barry had escaped miraculously from two offences
of buggery,death or severe injury as he sat watching
television on a sunday night using her clothes and
causing thousands of pounds worth of damage, when the
Molotov Cockroach landed on the Rev. Dennis taking an
obsene photograph. No I 'm not its the Gods Pyros
masterbating watching spotanious ejaculum.It helps with
our case.We have to have the right man. The fire is on
full in the high tea rooms of the chamber of comeanerce
a bank manager comes in witha sign reading take me
to lunch. , .A coughth at the back of the room when an
undressed man of the cloth comes falling and folding
like a paper leaf blown in the wind/,out of the darkness
steps a stranger.

Bumps into another say'ng take a lawyer to lunch..
.. .Fifteen of the countries long term unemployed f'ght
for the privilage, they want the bussiness contract and
are willing to kill for the taste of the Die hung delic'ous
over the'r heads charted and fragmented^ the crumbs from
the bankers mouth^the hard Cockroached crust. . .spring-

-ing up from the settee and walking with great speed to
the door where the channel control is located/turning it
once then a moment of con fusion..curled back

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to sleep. . . .This time there are twelve doors w'th the lay-

-ered floor plan of the twelve .ups and down .opposite all
of the scene so far there is one single doorfor so they think
and inside is death weaponschaos and controlbreakdown go-.
dark instead of light.glows does not suck and push the blue
denim blue jeans. . Lock of the first twekke' eleven gone
Brushing the barcode banality from my growing and contract

-ing hair.. eddies tn the water where des-h seems to lurk
First and last symbols slummber. . and awake n the 'Ight
of the sflvery . . a rafn of..
Internalise the external gap in growing.