posted on April 3, 2008 at 8:59 pm

the city is a jungle
the couriers run like rats
cars steam and push against the lights
angry faces desperate faces cruel faces
train tracks and oily patches
meters tick away and lifts hiss
robots empty the trash
crushing the neo-soda cans
and Big-Chok wrappers
and used up reddy-fones
into a miasma of radioactive sludge
with a half-life of 1 million years
and a half-brother in strontio-cadmium ice
drones n clones sweep the streets like grey zombies
dressed in their uni-forms and hooked on Fog
the bridges sag under their burdens
as the dead river rises and rises up from its awful bed
the weather is gloomy amongst the scrapers and towered communities
winds whistle eerily through the cables and wires
machines chatter and boil in rusting rooms full of engine
childrens faces peer from windows and are whisked away
the throb of music or the hammer of industry…who can tell?
oh my head aches with each thought
oh my nose burns with each breath
old posters flap on the walls
the black ryder playing at the melan-colisseum
carol l haslem sold another tower in district 7
a talk on astral pollution at the erskine institute
the druglords new album ” leaf, bark or crystal”
recorded live in nicaragua
Happytime lite anti-deps and now in cherry flavor!
comedy nite at slaughters
grace bros tours of the necropolis
dudes of neptunes new mindload “blip”
there were also smaller pictures of naked girls
and messages like “spirit escorts…here or there….”
“Queenies Ghoulfriends New Full Ectoplasmic Slide”
i was wondering if Queenies was still open out there
and if you needed an appointment
when a door opened in a wall of apartments
and a geezer in a para-suit came out
brandishing the picture of a female woman
and an envelope containing one thousand new euro-dollars
“Are you from the Time Being private investigations” he asked
i nodded and pocketed the dough
i checked out the photo of the chick
hmmm…angelface implants
new teeth new nose new hair
modulating lenses on her eyes
just like every other woman
in BoomBoomtown
“yeah…i’ll find her .”.i said
muttering “somehow ” under my breath
“you better not balls this up” said the geezer
he grabbed my arm and squeezed hard
“ok ok ” i said pushing him away from me
” shes as good as found ”
i turned to leave
he tapped me lightly on the shoulder
i turned my head to look at him
“the boss said either know…whatever it takes..”
yeah i know i thought
as i trudged back up to my office
in the olde theatre district
either way
you know
whatever it takes…..

20 Responses to “translation”

  1. avatar
    princey | 3 April 2008 at 10:29 pm #

    Nice work there Det. Time Being!
    Been enjoying the “Cherry Pop” with a dash of lemonade for a while now, yummy happytime indeedy!
    Love Amanda

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    Anonymous | 3 April 2008 at 11:13 pm #

    what would an angel have loaded in its 45 or 33 ???i wonder…..;)

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    Brien Comerford | 4 April 2008 at 12:10 am #

    My mail was bestowed with Vishnu in Bondhi and Jesus In Transmigration print cards. Great art and genuinely, spiritually edifying. They will grace a conspicuous space in my bustling workplace in dire need of pacifism and a serene pace.

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    Anonymous | 4 April 2008 at 1:46 am #

    “I’m on the case chief” says Maxwell Kilbey as he turns to leave, thinking….the old “spy in the para-suit” trick eh?

    Lady Di

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    Anonymous | 4 April 2008 at 2:01 am #

    would you believe?….a being in time in a cat suit? 😉 x

  6. avatar
    the dean | 4 April 2008 at 4:26 am #

    hiscifinoir electicsheepghostshellalpha

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    Anonymous | 4 April 2008 at 7:02 am #

    Some shoegazing guitar ambience for the weekend. Full tracks, just press play.

    – Lebrinho

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    Hellbound Heart | 4 April 2008 at 10:24 am #

    shit, what an astounding piece of writing…reminds me vivdly of some of the better science fiction i’ve read…do androids dream of electic sheep?
    as for yesterday’s blog, fuck, it’s a bittersweet concoction of memories from primary school…i got the ruler to the backside once for piss-farting around in my line waiting to go in class…y’know, one of the most vivid sensory memories i have of little school is the smell of lunches in paper bags from the school canteen…fresh bread and curried egg or the grease spoldges from a sausage roll or the icy splendor of sunnyboys on a hot day…remember the days when if you had print on the inside of your sunny boy wrapper it entitled you to another free one…what about weekly school assembly when the same little shits seemed to always get the class awards and you would have sold your soul to get one…
    sorry, i’m waffling…must be the onset of alzheimer’s disease or old age or something…
    love always…

  9. avatar
    matt davison | 4 April 2008 at 11:25 am #





  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 April 2008 at 12:20 pm #

    aren’t you glad this is your job?


  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 4 April 2008 at 2:33 pm #

    ‘City as jungle’ analogy, eh, wow, I ain’t heard that one…

  12. avatar
    CSTCoach | 4 April 2008 at 2:57 pm #

    cool piece of writing. reminded me of Loveblind. Always liked the sam spade hardboiled detective feel of that yarn…

    really nice stuff yesterday. it brought back so many memories – too much to type even – one thought leads to the next and they just start swirling around in your mind. next thing you know, an hour has passed…

  13. avatar
    ScaughtFive | 4 April 2008 at 3:30 pm #

    Timebeing as Philip Marlowe looking for dreaming electric sheep…

    Gringo Starr

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    fantasticandy | 4 April 2008 at 4:05 pm #

    wow nevits!
    that WAS thought-provoking stuff!
    a more chilling depiction of urban decay and alienation than doug trumbull and ridley scott and a whole lot of dollars could create…
    what a bleak world we are sculpting for our offspring….

    i hope i understand the ‘blip’ reference correctly!

    warmest regards to the ‘glitch’ that is SK and the church……

    much love to you killer,
    may your upcoming projects bring you wealth, happiness, peace, contentment, and a bag of jazz or two.
    love ‘n peace to ALL feindss out there too!
    have a great weekend folks!
    andy L.

    p.s steve,
    i saw VDGG on weds night….
    they were bloody awesome.
    yet even so….
    they couldn’t top ‘invisible’ at islington.
    thanks for that!

  15. avatar
    Anne Marie: | 4 April 2008 at 4:19 pm #

    oh, a cliff hanger! I’m eagerly awaiting the next installment!

    The intro, mirroring my soul’s lament over the state of the earth, nearly had me in tears and then this:

    a talk on astral pollution at the erskine institute
    the druglords new album ” leaf, bark or crystal”

    dropped in like a sudden burst of sunshine & laughter–‘leaf, bark or crystal’ leaving me in stitches. A little piece of much needed gold to light m’ up on this cold dreary day.


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    davem | 4 April 2008 at 7:16 pm #

    Esskay, it’s a never ending wonder to me that someone of your genius gives a shit about your point of references. Dudes, Grace brotheros, of course I’m free, Queenie….you’re an impressive man and the right choice of hero.
    BTW fiends The Only Ones are on Jools Hollands “later” tonight on BBC. I’m very excited…..but even so it ain’t Kilbey. I’d so love to see the fab 4 or Gabriel-era Genesis and I adore Peter Perrett…. but ALL things pale into insignificance when compared to the glare from the light of one Steven John Kilbey. Shine on my hero.

  17. avatar
    davem | 4 April 2008 at 7:18 pm #

    I meant “our” not “your”.
    Sorry SK.

  18. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 4 April 2008 at 7:32 pm #

    Vishnu in Bondi has bilocated to downtown Chicago. Coworkers are impressed and I will give it a rest.

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    Hellbound Heart | 4 April 2008 at 9:03 pm #

    matty d… i think it’s the last guy that you mentioned…a bleak prediction of the world environment, don’t you think, and if i remember correctly the book was written back in 1966…
    arrgghh, my daughter got me up at some ungodly time this morning and it’s saturday I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON…

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