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Russell J Turner

Updated: Sat, 17 Dec 2011 08:58 pm

rascalapache@yahoo.co.uk

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Biography

Russell J Turner is an actor, poet, promoter, broadcaster and mathematician. Norwich is his playground. You can find more of his ramblings on http://mercyfucker.blogspot.com and http://www.soundcloud.com/russelljturner

Samples

No More Picture Postcard Blood red lipstick: Write your manifesto in six feet scrawl; An angel with a dirty face, Slingbacks and anoraks. No more big wheels, No more picture postcard, Just needle-stuck and wolf-eyed. The certainty of reverie Kissed her on the mouth, Full square on the mouth, And took her breath far away, Travelling hopefully. Unravelling The savagery of youth – ‘Life’s too short to darn socks.’ an evening of fun in the metropolis of your dream don’t take the stairs just fly through her open window break your reticence on the wheel of panic the wheel of time rolling and the iron cooling sweep her off her feet get down on your knee declare undying love in aramaic offer her that silver hoop that sapphire loop make her laugh get her drunk shower her in roses crown her with thorns nail her to a cross roll away the stone then pull her to your breast take her by the hand walk through the streets run through the streets dance through the streets in the soft evening rain the music of angels crying kiss her like tomorrow will never come because tomorrow never comes in the city in this city on this night as you surrender up your life to her your past to her your future to her your ever present now to her for a sliver of love for a handful of joy for an evening of fun in the metropolis of your dream Bruise She bruises easily She cries suddenly for no reason No reason that any other need see Her cheek rests on the cool of the kitchen table Anything else would be too much effort She falls down stairs frequently She hides her secrets in cisterns Knives hold an unhealthy fascination for her Blades and bottles, blood and bourbon Draining, draining the beauty away She headbutts his fists for fun She needs to be taught a lesson Perverted by language and by love The sex is great but the rest is just a Lonely fucking walk to the edge

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Audio entries by Russell J Turner

the dead done gone and did it again (21/08/2011)

we have eaten them all (18/08/2011)

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<Deleted User> (7075)

Mon 22nd Aug 2011 10:14

Hi Russell, Welcome to WOL. Winston

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