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in parks of tall trees
in unusual cities
the homeless sleep up in the branches
the youngest climb down for the day, to sit and supplicate under affluent boot heels
returning each night they ascend to shelter, settling snuggly into their pod-like bowers
the pods grow around them and snap into place like mighty acorns
each morning the pods unlock and let them free
the older the tramp the more fused he becomes with the tree
soon he won't leave and only his face shows like a knot in the wood
these are the wisdom keepers
the voices of the streets and the trees
they have both feet alive, one in each reality
the oldest vagrants have completely melded within the wood
their consciousness given over to the hive mind of the forest
all trace and semblence of humanity lost
sometimes only eyes showing, like carvings upon the bark
in parks of tall trees
in unusual cities

the pirate ship in the dock, refitted as a curiosity shop
below the ice-falls above
and the frozen out-of-season ski runs
long barrows as pubs
peat-candles lit in snugs
a cornucopia of the absurd
in another dream world
whores in garters parade in gutters, politely
guys and girls in brown leather provide a stern security

its the mood of a fayre, a medieval fete
with glastonbury heavy flows of people through each scene
three tracks lead off over the hip of the hill:
the right hand lane leads to forgotten adventures
the left hand unexplored
this center lane leads along a hedgerow and over aligned hillcrests and the odd copse
this is the danger lane
it leads to him, direct to him
somewhere along we all must hide but they know where we are
he changes the form of the land
he inflects the change
infects it
the nearer we are to him the more pronounced the change
its not a conscious effort of his but it's as a consequence of him that this happens
and yet it is terrible
as he is

23:06 white noise signal, compelled to come outside to a street fayre in my honour
observed the appropriate scenes
subconsciously it was VERY compelling, for a moment, a deep hypnosis, psychic terrorism - whether demonic, alien / extra-terrestrial or more anthro-terrestrial by nature
the pyramid seems to act as a way-station
entire families on holiday disembark, luggage in hand
daddy entity wears a hawaiian shirt and chomps on a cuban cigar
and there i am, by habit
awaiting, unknowing and receiving
how many infiltrations have there been?
back into the inside of my head?
am i the boarding lounge?
welcome to the human reality, please enjoy your unsuspecting host and enter, as always through the back of his head as he sits at his computer
ladies and gentle-tees!
for one night only!
you can experience spirit incarnate
in flesh made manifest
why not take that excursion into matter you've always promised yourself?
YOU can peep out through the eyes of an unsuspecting, unassuming, humungous human
yes, that's right
YOU can be one of those stupid humans for
ONE NIGHT ONLY!!
why not take advantage of our early bird, your family gets the worm, special offer?!
bring the kids, the wife
Hell, even bring your parents
Fun For All
Fun For All
It's Fun For All
Fun For All
Fun For All

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from The Christmas Morning Outcome: 2023 Singles, released February 8, 2024

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flakebelly Stornoway, UK

Indie, Acoustic & Psychedelic music from The Outer Hebrides. "Extensive and wildly eclectic sonic adventures" - Tom Robinson, BBC 6 Music


found underneath a gooseberry bush, some time past. grown crooked-tree and raggydoll. now a purveyor of pomes and posey, liking nothing more than to be thumbing his Flaming Jangle Music all hours
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