Going To Paris In October

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
given a chance I'll check the soil for its radio metallic content, make sure that there's is'nt too much magnesium and plant a couple of spuds wrapped with copper wiring attached to a generator and maybe piss on it too. . . If we can grow these huge suckers with telluric current the potato gun will never run out of ammunition. . .
 
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Looks a little like Bukowski, doesn't he.

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I think he looks exactly like Artaud.

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Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Too good to tell all. . .of Paris
My ticket says back in Montreal on Tuesday
my mind still in Amsterdam
 

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Graveyard at Halloween, then?

was in Meudon on a rainy day
black cat with a white patch sitting on the grave next to Celine's
thought of madness...
of all the madness of the world
of all the misunderstandings leading to it
it really got me in the dash


I left the spud among pebbles
I believe it winked . . .
 

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Okay I did not miss the Catacombs,
here is a true Halloween story,
Walking through the tunnels I put my hand through a dark crack and touched something lose,
it was a BONE, put it in my pocket and decided to take it back home to Montreal. Put it in my suitcase and forgot about it. On the plane coming back I realized that the BONE had gone through customs and was now in my possession.
I thought if they found it I'd say that someone sold it to me, then I'd think I'll say I found if On Céline's grave in Meudon, this was getting crazier by the second and I was starting to get sweatty. I thought I could say I found the BONE on Jim Morrisson's grave and wanted to take a souvenir. I also had one too many bottles of wine and had to decide whether I was going to mention it to the agent. I had realized that if I said anything they might search my luggage and find part of the National treasure and I could be in jail. I got so nervous that I decide to take a sleeping pill to avoid a total freakout in front of the agent. By the time I got to the desk I was calm but slightly slurring. . . Jezuzzzzzzzzzzz
The agent said :"Welcome back to Canada" and I nearly left on my knees.
The BONE is now sitting on a shelf ,the story being more scary
than the BONE itself. . .
 
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Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Out of respect

Piss on Morrison's grave for me.
Out of respect, i mean

Have fun, Black Swan

As a said, three lots down from Jim's at Le Pére Lachaise
and Meudon on a rainy day . . .
The black cat sat on the grave next to Céline's

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Okay I did not miss the Catacombs,
here is a true Halloween story,
Walking through the tunnels I put my hand through a dark crack and touched something lose,
it was a BONE, put it in my pocket and decided to take it back home to Montreal. Put it in my suitcase and forgot about it. On the plane coming back I realized that the BONE had gone through customs and was now in my possession.
I thought if they found it I'd say that someone sold it to me, then I'd think I'll say I found if On Céline's grave in Meudon, this was getting crazier by the second and I was starting to get sweatty. I thought I could say I found the BONE on Jim Morrisson's grave and wanted to take a souvenir. I also had one too many bottles of wine and had to decide whether I was going to mention it to the agent. I had realized that if I said anything they might search my luggage and find part of the National treasure and I could be in jail. I got so nervous that I decide to take a sleeping pill to avoid a total freakout in front of the agent. By the time I got to the desk I was calm but slightly slurring. . . Jezuzzzzzzzzzzz
The agent said :"Welcome back to Canada" and I nearly left on my knees.
The BONE is now sitting on a shelf ,the story being more scary
than the BONE itself. . .

you should be ashamed of yourself
for removing human remains from the catacombs
i made some great photograph down there years ago
it's such a cool place and people like you
want to take it apart one bone at a time....pffft

As a said ,three lots down from Jim's at Le Pére Lachaise
and Meudon on a rainy day . . .
The black cat sat on the grave next to Céline's

consider a class in basic photography
 
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