Dead Bannana, you are cut, you are my broken vein of yellow blood
(The wizard the wizard the wizard)
You broke my fucking road you bastard.
You are dead and I'm not wed
Same thing you said.
(patiarchy patriarchy patriarchy)
Left you rotting in ice-cream of servitude,
Lifted you out gave you a wash.
(Over and over an over)
No innocent smoothie
No pie
No more you fruit to rest my violets on my cunt, a feast:
Dead Bannana.
Readings/Performances - Autumn cont. - Brussels, Manchester, Scotland
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I'll be digging out my suitcase for readings in Brussels (first time!) and
Manchester (first since *of sirens* was launched), and a couple of
performance...
2 weeks ago
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