‘The No Fish’ by Russell Bennetts and Rauan Klassnik
Artwork by Rauan Klassnik
All the desire went into his neck. It felt like a snake. It felt like a crucifix. It felt like a ‘batman’ ‘outta’ hell. He was quite the character what with his neck and its desire and all.
All the hate went into his balls. It felt like an axe. It felt like an ox,
slapped through a dusty field. He felt like a wolverine gnawing away at the meatloaf trees. He felt like nothing at all.
Man only lives by rock ‘n’ roll n brew alone.