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Mind Damaged: Opening chapter

It's not that I'm a serial killer. I'm told that to be a serial killer you need to make a habit of ending people's lives and that's just not something I go in for, not physically anyway... But there is something. Something that makes people look at me with a look of bewilderment, blankness, or occasionally with disgust (the disgust looks are always my favourite).... If you want to entertain any hope of understanding me- any whatsoever, you must, where at all possible, try to avoid understanding me. For understanding, as they often don't say, is the breeding ground of all reconciliation and thereby of all conflict. View the first chapter of the experimental and rather odd novel-in-progress Mind Damaged. Please offer your most honest suggestions and comments!

But we take it all so well...

You call it 'not Art' without malice; just effect

Larry and Mick Paint Pebbles and Sell Them to Tourists

'What do you think of that?' said Mick. 'It's rubbish,' said Larry.
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Larry and Mick are Abducted by Aliens

'Larry?' said Larry. 'I'm Mick,' said Mick. 'You're Larry.' 'Sorry, I mean... Mick?' said Larry. 'But why would you confused me with you?' said Mick. 'It doesn't make sense.' 'Yes it does,' said Larry. 'No it doesn't,' said Mick. 'It's an easy mistake to make,' said Larry. 'No it isn't,' said Mick. 'Yes it is,' said Larry. 'Unless...' said Mick. 'Unless what?' said Larry. 'Unless you aren't who you say you are,' said Mick.

Poem#1: Low-Fat Custard

I don't believe in low-fat custard

Alphabetti Spaghetti

Sometimes life is a bowl of alphabetti spaghetti

Teabags

The babies were left unattended for three hours

Polar Bear

We collapsed in the hay. We were so cold we couldn't feel our own toes, so we felt each others.

Like Eric Morecambe

Outside Southampton football ground you told me you loved me. Inside, the crowd roared.
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The Spinal Tap Video needed rewinding

I woke up to find we had eaten all the ice-cream

Listening to David Bowie

Whisky replaces blood in our veins
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He Won't Pick up

And of course i won't mention the dreams or the times i have wished he would reach out and grab my hand, instead of my hair, and of course it will never enter my mind
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Diamonds

Graham and Joe are in the corner of a field, looking for a key in the long grass beneath a tree. An owl looks down on them from a branch above. Graham says, "I've been thinking about how we could pay Jackie, just in case we lose the bet."

pure

though born high and free (senryu)

Jay

poem

You discover something wonderful

"Have a fistful of sand in lieu of my soul, he said. You should have known as continents rose across the globe of his chest, archipelagos rashed down the backs of his legs: an atlas in blotches.

Roxie Ponders Philosophically, but She ain't no Bentham

Profound Thought #1 Why wasn't I around when people sang songs about a plastic Jesus riding on the dash boards of their cars,

Roxie and Biff

The mockingbird's song seemed to do just that,

HIs Thoughts

I have listened to his pusillanimous words for years now.

Passion

I remember passion. I'm just sure as hell I felt it once.

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