SO THIS IS WHAT I’VE SPENT MY TIME DOINGnWAITING FOR SALLY’S DAUGHTERS TO GROW UPnI KNOW YOU’RE FOND OF QUESTIONSnSO HERE’S SOME FUCKING ANSWERSnWE’LL GENTLY REWRITE SOME HISTORYnAND MAKE BELIEVE IT’S ALL ABOUT EMPATHY AND COMPASSIONnnBUT FIRST TELL ME AGAIN IN BAD FUCKING ENGLISHnABOUT YOUR THREE MONTHS AS A PROSTITUTEnTHE ART PROJECT GONE BADnTHE TRIP HOME AT CHRISTMAS TO GET THE MONEY FOR AN ABORTIONn400 EUROS IN YOUR HAND THAT YOU SWORE YOU COULDN’T FINDnANOTHER WAYnI’D HAVE PAID GLADLYnnI CAUGHT YOU GOING THROUGH THE RUBBISH AGAINnEMPTY BLISTER PACKS OF SILDENAFIL CITRATEnWHY WOULD YOU WANT TO WORSHIP THAT SICKLY GREY MESS?nWHERE’S THE ECSTATIC TRUTH IN THAT?nTHE FRENCH HARLOT CHILD PROMISING “SOON OR NEVER”nTHE PAEDOPHILE IN LOVE GAZING AT 70s SNAPSHOTSnAND FEELING VERY FUCKING SAFEnnAS SAFE AS BRIGHT-EYED ANNE SCRIBBLING BY CANDLELIGHTnYOU CHERISH THE IMAGE OF HER AWKWARDLY POSED IN THE STREETnTHE PHOTOGRAPHER’S SHADOW SET TO SWALLOW HER WHOLEnAS DARK AS THE WAR ITSELF – A CHEAP AGFA VERMEERnFOR CONNOISSEUERS, PERVERTS AND ENTHUSIASTSnAND NOT FORGETTING PRETENTIOUS CUNTS LIKE YOUnnOR THOSE LUCKY BUNDLES OF WARM GOOD NATURE ON SUMMER DAYS IN RURAL FRANCEnWHEN THEY PEER INTO THE LENSnMOMENTARILY DISTRACTED FROM THE KITTENS OR DRESSING UP GAMEnWHAT DO THEY KNOW ABOUT SEX BEASTS AND CANCER SCARES?nPARTIAL BIRTH ABORTION AND VAGINAL INFECTIONnDAVID BOWIE IN MODERN PAINTERSnnI’LL GIVE YOU FUCKING HONESTnFAVOURITE MOVIE: THE WAR ZONEnFAVOURITE ALBUM COVERS: VIRGIN KILLER, HOUSES OF THE HOLY, U2 - BOYnFAVOURITE PHOTOGRAPHER: DODGSONnFOLLOWED BY: VALERIE PHILLIPS, CHARLES FREJER, THE GENIUS AT TUOL SLENGnFAVOURITE ARTISTS: BALTHUS, REMARKO, ANYTHING WITH A KID IN ITnFAVOURITE GOOGLE SEARCH: RUSSIAN ORPHANAGE, RUTHLESS BABYSITTING, ELITE GYMNASTICSnnAND YOU GOT THE CLAP ON YOUR FOURTEENTH BIRTHDAYnFROM THAT SHY FRIEND OF YOUR FATHERnWHO FINGER-FUCKED YOU IN THE SAME CARnHE LATER SUCKED DOWN THE GAS INnTHOSE EXQUISITE BOOKS YOU PESTERED HIM FORnOCTAVO EDITIONS OF THE POETS THAT SIT STILL UNREADnON THE SHELF BY YOUR BED AS YOU DREAM OF WHO THE FUCK KNOWS WHATnnDIRTY JESSIE’S ALL GROWN UP NOW – TODAY IS HER COCAINE DAYnEVEN THROUGH THE HAZE OF COCKS AND HIP-HOP RAPIST PAWSnSHE CAN SEE WE’RE ALL STILL WALLOWING IN THE MUDnHOWEVER ARTFULLY FRAMED ON WHITE GALLERY WALLSnI CAN LOOK YOU IN THE EYES AND TELL YOU WHAT I SPEND MY TIME DOINGnWHEN IT GETS DARK AND MESSYnTHE BAND BROKE UPnI LOST A LOT OF FUCKING WEIGHTnnMY FAVOURITE BOOK: THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOPnBY CHARLES FUCKING DICKENSnNOT THE CELEBRATED RAPE-SNUFF OF LITTLE NELLnI SO MUCH MORE ADORE HER ALIVE, THOUGH PREFERABLY SLEEPINGnUNWATCHED AND UNCARED FOR IN THE MIDST OF DECAYnTHE CHILD BOTANICALnTHE ANGEL IMPERIALnNOT LAID OUT LIKE JESSIE OR AN EMPTY DIRTY DRESSnYOU CAN CALL ME A CUNT IF YOU LIKEnBUT I’LL STILL PUT THE BATTERIES IN THE BABYnLIKE A SIMPERING NAMBLA FREAK