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Dragging Heckel’s Horse Kicking and Screaming into Stuckism
It was famously said of Stuckism “It’s a dirty job but someone’s got to do it.” Likewise, freeing Heckel’s Horse from the anti-STUCKIST MANIFESTO captivity it’s been languishing in for the last 13 years is a dirty job I, Heckel’s Horse Jr., am Stuckist dutybound to do. Every other avenue has been slammed shut by…
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Broken dogs
It reminds me of your broken dogs.
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Vicious type
Reap out the air with fog.
Reignite in time.
Not too deep unless it isn’t long.
We have sound. Lips down! Don’t give up her seat.
You let us down. Reignite. Scent round up.The vicious type.
The lab.If I am a suspect, call her.
Squealing in the sack.
Doesn’t matter to you, about the fog.
Cover breeds its fun.Slowly we’re fogged out.
It licks men. It acts.
Shout “Paddy fields, let’s out!”
It’s better to find my own.
Has it been sown?
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Find me a husband
Find me a husband.
The men are dying everywhere.
Find me a husband.
Women are crying in the square.Find, find, find, find, find
Find me a husband.
The men are dying everywhere.
Fine her, rescind it.
The cheques are flying everywhere.Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
I broke her on a tree.
It faded back into the bark.
Worn by soldiers fountains.Her marks spread everywhere.
He came alone. Increased his shot.
The maids devotion.Climb me a mountain,
and let the Sherpa’s find the teat.
Milk me a nipple.
I saw the snow caps turn cream.
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Dulcet September night
Dulcet September night.
Now whatever did you need me for?
Bouncing off the walls of the harbour.
In the corridors of anything.
In the dormitory of the thinking.
Bouncing off the walls of the kitchen.On my dulcet September night.
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Ordinary leave
Ordinary leave.
Came to work, somehow.
I needed them right now.
Before.I’ve been relief.
Gave her some time, leave.
Understand its need, divorce.I’ll write the sound.
Don’t need to make it loud.
Carry on the child support.
