Pauline was walking on the beach<\/p>\n
She had collected many shells and marvelled at the beauty of each<\/p>\n
DJ MotherFuckerKool was watching her from the promenade<\/p>\n
Why was she arguing with God? <\/i><\/p>\n
Were the shells on Margate beach not the most beautiful in the whole of Kent?<\/i><\/p>\n
Pauline looked at the DJ and wondered how he had retained his faith whereas she had lost hers<\/p>\n
In a few hours he would be attending church<\/p>\n
Two naked nuns were bathing in the shallows<\/p>\n
Pauline paid little notice<\/p>\n
I say Sister is the water not divine today? <\/i><\/p>\n
It is the Holy See Sister <\/i><\/p>\n
Both nuns laughed loudly<\/p>\n
Pauline kept a straight face although she saw the DJ smiling<\/p>\n
The Lord is not slack concerning his promise<\/i>!<\/p>\n
For an instant Pauline felt anger<\/p>\n
DJ MotherFuckerKool stopped smiling<\/p>\n
The Lord arranged your passage to Margate <\/i><\/p>\n
Without him you are nothing<\/i><\/p>\n
Keep calm Sister your anger will pass <\/i><\/p>\n
It has passed <\/i><\/p>\n
It has passed <\/i><\/p>\n
I apologise for my grievance<\/i><\/p>\n
The naked nuns had swum out to a fishing boat<\/p>\n
Pauline felt completely alone<\/p>\n
Come DJ <\/i><\/p>\n
Letter us collect shells together once more<\/i><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
Katie Pretty and Tom were in the art gallery near the beach<\/p>\n
An exhibition of the work of Pierre Puvis de Chavannes<\/em> was being held<\/p>\n The event was the talk of Margate as due to an administrative error only one painting was on show<\/p>\n It was called<\/i><\/p>\n The Poor Fisherman <\/i><\/p>\n You see the fish stocks have dried up <\/i><\/p>\n How will he feed his family? <\/i><\/p>\n He has a Christ-Like presence<\/i><\/p>\n He is a she <\/i><\/p>\n Sorry <\/i><\/p>\n He is a she<\/i><\/p>\n What do you mean Tom?<\/i><\/p>\n The figure that you see standing in the boat is a woman <\/i><\/p>\n Without breasts <\/i><\/p>\n She has breasts <\/i><\/p>\n And a beard <\/i><\/p>\n Since when have women had beards?<\/i><\/p>\n She is a Sworn Virgin <\/i><\/p>\n A what?<\/i><\/p>\n A Sworn Virgin <\/i><\/p>\n A Virgina if you like <\/i><\/p>\n Explain yourself Tom <\/i><\/p>\n In Montenegro and other parts of the Balkans woman are sometimes expected to live as men to continue the family name <\/i><\/p>\n What about her brothers?<\/i><\/p>\n What happens if the brothers are dead?<\/i><\/p>\n Then she is expected to act as the head of the family <\/i><\/p>\n She will do the masculine jobs <\/i><\/p>\n Woodcutting <\/i><\/p>\n Farming <\/i><\/p>\n Fishing <\/i><\/p>\n So what would she do for sex?<\/i><\/p>\n She would be expected to remain celibate like a nun <\/i><\/p>\n Hence the name<\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n The two nuns reached the fishing boat<\/p>\n A lonely fisherman was hauling in a brittle net<\/p>\n Come aboard sweet sisters help me with my nets <\/i><\/p>\n But we are naked <\/i><\/p>\n You will see our breasts <\/i><\/p>\n I too am a woman <\/i><\/p>\n But you are a fisherman <\/i><\/p>\n The fisherman removed her ragged shirt<\/p>\n See sisters I am like you<\/i><\/p>\n Help me with my nets and we will share my catch <\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Geraldine returned from the shop of curiosities<\/p>\n She was holding a small green book<\/p>\n Angela smiled<\/p>\n What do you have in your hands beautiful Geraldine?<\/i><\/p>\n It is a book of poems<\/i><\/p>\n Poems by Robert Browning <\/i><\/p>\n I like Browning although I prefer Elizabeth\u2019s work <\/i><\/p>\n Browning is agreeable but what is interesting is what I found in the book <\/i><\/p>\n Pray tell<\/i><\/p>\n Let us share a coffee and you can describe your find <\/i><\/p>\n Geraldine and Angela sat on iron chairs at an iron table in front of the Turner Caf\u00e9<\/p>\n Angela looked at Geraldine as she fiddled in her bag for her glasses<\/p>\n How she longed to hold her friend in her arms<\/p>\n And read Coleridge to her<\/p>\n Well what did you find?<\/i><\/p>\n I did not see it straight away <\/i><\/p>\n See what?<\/i><\/p>\n Geraldine handed Angela two sheets of thin paper<\/p>\n I found this<\/i><\/p>\n It appears to refer to a girl who lived one hundred years ago <\/i><\/p>\n In Folkestone <\/i><\/p>\n Is it modern?<\/i><\/p>\n I cannot tell <\/i><\/p>\n Has it an author?<\/i><\/p>\n Not that I can see<\/i><\/p>\n The only reference to the author is at the end of the notes<\/i><\/p>\n Song Thrush (1958) <\/i><\/p>\n As mysterious as the bird itself<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n A Kentish Girl (Fragments)<\/b><\/p>\n Anglo-Continental College <\/i><\/p>\n Folkestone<\/i><\/p>\n House Prize<\/i><\/p>\n Kathleen Bingham <\/i><\/p>\n Easter 1914<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I wonder who you were Kathleen<\/p>\n Were you pretty<\/p>\n Or were you plain<\/p>\n Did your mother come from Spain?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n A hundred years have passed since you were presented with your book<\/p>\n Poems by Robert Browning<\/p>\n <\/p>\n PIPPA PASSES <\/i><\/p>\n New Year\u2019s Day<\/i><\/p>\n A large mean airy chamber <\/i><\/p>\n A girl PIPPA from the silk mills <\/i><\/p>\n Springing out of her bed<\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n I wonder if you read this work<\/p>\n Did you imagine yourself as PIPPA?<\/p>\n Were there silk mills in your town?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n You have known two wars<\/p>\n I have experienced none<\/p>\n Did you remain in Kent?<\/p>\n It is such of beautiful county<\/p>\n I am in Folkestone frequently<\/p>\n The town has not changed much<\/p>\n But the Anglo-Continental College is no more <\/i><\/p>\n However you would recognise the town<\/p>\n There is even a mermaid on the beach<\/p>\n Near the railway on the harbour arm<\/p>\n Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King<\/i><\/p>\n Let us sing Today I walked along the Pilgrims Way From this rare vantage we saw its splendid towers These are just fragments of Kentish poetry collected over the years<\/p>\n There are more lines lost <\/p>\n Song Thrush (1958)<\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n Pauline was sitting on the beach<\/p>\n She had collected a bag of shells<\/p>\n The two nuns were sitting beside her<\/p>\n The DJ has said that you have lost your faith my child <\/i><\/p>\n That is true I have lost my faith <\/i><\/p>\n They watched the DJ wandered along the beach<\/p>\n He was collecting shells<\/p>\n Shells are the jewels of the angels you know <\/i><\/p>\n What is your name?<\/i><\/p>\n My name is Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n How did you meet <\/i>DJ MotherFuckerKool?<\/p>\n I grew up with him on a rough estate in South London<\/i><\/p>\n He looked after me <\/i><\/p>\n He kept me off of drugs and made sure that I did not sink in the mire that surrounded me How old were you when he first fucked you?<\/i><\/p>\n He has never fucked me <\/i><\/p>\n Never?<\/i><\/p>\n We live together but we have separate rooms <\/i><\/p>\n He averts his gaze if I am in a stare of undress<\/i><\/p>\n He is indeed a saint for you are such a pretty thing Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n Would you like to fuck him Pauline?<\/i><\/p>\n Would you?<\/em><\/p>\n Of course if Sister Ruth and I have not taken a vow of chastity then we would invite him into our bed every night <\/i><\/p>\n The poor man would be exhausted \u00a0\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n No one should not fuck a saint Sister <\/i><\/p>\n I have fantasies about the saints and I expect that Sister Clodagh has them too<\/i><\/p>\n Oh yes St Mark is my favourite <\/i><\/p>\n Mine is Saint Teresa <\/i><\/p>\n May we look at your shells? <\/i><\/p>\n Do you know their names? <\/i><\/p>\n This one is an <\/i>Apple Murex<\/em><\/p>\n And this one <\/i><\/p>\n A Lettered Olive <\/i><\/p>\n I think this one is beautiful <\/i><\/p>\n It is a Junonia <\/i><\/p>\n And this is an Atlantic Bubble<\/i><\/p>\n You see my child you have not lost your faith <\/i><\/p>\n God has given you these shells <\/i><\/p>\n You know their names <\/i><\/p>\n Then why do I fell so alone?<\/i><\/p>\n Because you are in love <\/i><\/p>\n I am not in love <\/i><\/p>\n Who should I love?<\/i><\/p>\n The DJ <\/i><\/p>\n What nonsense! <\/i><\/p>\n Both nuns looked at Pauline<\/p>\n They stood up and walked in the direction of the fishing boat<\/p>\n As they went Pauline noticed that they both had tattoos on their bottoms<\/p>\n I say may I look at your tattoos <\/i><\/p>\n The nuns stopped and Pauline knelt down<\/p>\n The tattoos were identical<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Today I met Matthew G Lewis \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n An interesting fellow <\/i><\/p>\n Full of youth <\/i><\/p>\n But not very mellow <\/i><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n The nuns left Pauline and were soon swimming towards the fishing boat which now had not one but two sworn virgins dealing with its meagre catch<\/p>\n Pauline wandered towards the DJ<\/p>\n He was still collecting shells<\/p>\n See I have found a True Tulip for you <\/i><\/p>\n They are becoming increasingly rare <\/i><\/p>\n The DJ sat in the damp sand and spread the shells out<\/p>\n There are twenty-eight different types of shells here Pauline all individual all very beautiful <\/i><\/p>\n They are God\u2019s gift to us <\/i><\/p>\n There is no God <\/i><\/p>\n If that is what you think then who am I to argue? <\/i><\/p>\n Pauline sat in the sand opposite the DJ<\/p>\n Do you ever think about me? <\/i><\/p>\n I think about you all the time <\/i><\/p>\n I mean do you think about my body <\/i><\/p>\n I never think about your body <\/i><\/p>\n Do you not think about my breasts?<\/i><\/p>\n Do you not think about my cunt?<\/i><\/p>\n Or my underarm hair?<\/i><\/p>\n Do you want to fuck me when I walk around naked?<\/em><\/p>\n Or am topless on the beach?<\/em><\/p>\n Why do you avert your eyes when I am naked in our home? <\/i><\/p>\n Are you queer?<\/i><\/p>\n Homosexuality is a sin against God <\/i><\/p>\n You know that <\/i><\/p>\n The nuns are homosexual <\/i><\/p>\n Then they will be punished<\/i><\/p>\n Angela is homosexual <\/i><\/p>\n She will shortly entice soft Geraldine into her bed and read Coleridge to her <\/i><\/p>\n Then she will be punished <\/i><\/p>\n Do you not like me?<\/i><\/p>\n Do you not find me beautiful? <\/i><\/p>\n You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen<\/i><\/p>\n I love you with all my heart<\/i><\/p>\n Then why do you not desire me?<\/i><\/p>\n Why do you not want to hold me naked in your arms?<\/i><\/p>\n You have so much growing to do Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n Fuck you DJ! <\/i><\/p>\n ALL THIS COOL MOTHERFUCKER SHIT!<\/i><\/p>\n HARD GANGSTA DJ!<\/i><\/p>\n YOUR ARE JUST A CUNT!<\/i><\/p>\n ALL YOUR GROUPIES WORSHIP YOU!<\/i><\/p>\n BUT YOU ARE JUST A CUNT!<\/i><\/p>\n EVERYBODY CAN SEE THROUGH YOU! FUCK YOU DJ! <\/i><\/p>\n FUCK YOU!<\/p>\n Pauline burst into tears an ran to a nearby rock<\/p>\n As she did so she removed her panties and threw them at the DJ<\/p>\n SMELL ME DJ!<\/p>\n LICK THEM!<\/p>\n TASTE A REAL WOMAN!<\/p>\n YOU ARE VERMIN DJ!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n In the art gallery Pretty and Tom were staring at the Margate Sea through the large window<\/p>\n Katie was sharing a coffee with an Algerian<\/p>\n She had found the love of her life<\/em><\/p>\n I fear that we will be travelling to the Maghreb quite soon <\/i><\/p>\n Katie is in love <\/i><\/p>\n I am going to Japan <\/i><\/p>\n I am in love <\/i><\/p>\n What is his name?<\/i><\/p>\n I am not in love with a man or a woman but a nation <\/i><\/p>\n You are in love with Japan? <\/i><\/p>\n Correct <\/i><\/p>\n When are you leaving?<\/i><\/p>\n I am at the airport now <\/i><\/p>\n Goodbye Pretty have a safe flight<\/i><\/p>\n Tom placed his mobile on Pretty’s book<\/p>\n Tender is the Night<\/em><\/p>\n By F Scott Fitzgerald<\/p>\n He looked at the sea<\/p>\n And wondered of the special light<\/p>\n He felt he was the luckiest man in the world<\/p>\n But he was so alone<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Pauline was standing on the beach looking at the town<\/p>\n She loved Margate<\/p>\n And she knew that the town loved her<\/p>\n Lift your foot up Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n She looked down and saw the DJ<\/p>\n He was kneeling at her feet<\/p>\n Lift your foot up Pauline I need to dress you <\/i><\/p>\n Slowly the DJ pulled up Pauline\u2019s summer dress<\/p>\n He was staring at her pubic hairs<\/p>\n You are so beautiful Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n Kiss my cunt DJ <\/i><\/p>\n Kiss my cunt <\/i><\/p>\n I cannot <\/i><\/p>\n Just once <\/i><\/p>\n Please <\/i><\/p>\n The DJ kissed Pauline\u2019s pubic hairs lightly<\/p>\n Forgive me Lord for I have sinned <\/i><\/p>\n Why are you requesting forgiveness?<\/i><\/p>\n A tear ran from the DJs large brown eye<\/p>\n You have not guessed the reason have you Pauline? <\/i><\/p>\n Guessed what? <\/i><\/p>\n That you are my mother <\/i><\/p>\n What!<\/i><\/p>\n You are my mother <\/i><\/p>\n But you are older than me<\/i><\/p>\n And I am a virgin<\/em><\/p>\n You looked after me through those rough years <\/i><\/p>\n You are a beautiful Negro and I am a pale white girl <\/i><\/p>\n How could I be your mother? <\/i><\/p>\n God moves in mysterious ways <\/i><\/p>\n There is no God <\/i><\/p>\n Oh yes there is <\/i><\/p>\n How do you know?<\/i><\/p>\n Because I am his only son \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n His only son? <\/i><\/p>\n Christ was crucified over two thousand years ago<\/i><\/p>\n He is dead <\/i><\/p>\n God is dead <\/i><\/p>\n Nietzsche? <\/i><\/p>\n The DJ smiled at Pauline and let the hem on her summer dress fall loosely<\/p>\n He could taste her wetness on his dry lips<\/p>\n I think he said that <\/i><\/p>\n Poor Nietzsche <\/i><\/p>\n I have always felt sorry for the horse <\/i><\/p>\n They both laughed<\/p>\n So you are the second Christ <\/i><\/p>\n No I am the first one <\/i><\/p>\n Why are there not millions of pilgrims flocking around you? <\/i><\/p>\n Why should there be?<\/i><\/p>\n So I am your mother<\/i><\/p>\n Yes <\/i><\/p>\n Then why did you kiss my cunt <\/i><\/p>\n You can taste me on your lips <\/i><\/p>\n My father will understand <\/i><\/p>\n God always understands <\/i><\/p>\n You said he would punish homosexuals <\/i><\/p>\n He loves homosexuals <\/i><\/p>\n You see that room in the blue building over there? <\/i><\/p>\n Which room? <\/i><\/p>\n The first floor room above the pizza parlour <\/i><\/p>\n Yes <\/i><\/p>\n Well Angela and Geraldine are there laying naked on a bed reading Coleridge to each other <\/i><\/p>\n Have they had sex?<\/i><\/p>\n They will do <\/i><\/p>\n Then what about Tom he is so lonely now that Pretty has gone to Japan and Katie is in love <\/i><\/p>\n I have plans for Tom<\/i><\/p>\n So Christ has returned? <\/i><\/p>\n Yes <\/i><\/p>\n And is called DJ MotherFucker Kool? <\/i><\/p>\n Yes <\/i><\/p>\n A cool dude who wets the cunts of all the women who meet him <\/i><\/p>\n Even the lesbians<\/i><\/p>\n Even the lesbians <\/i><\/p>\n It is a new form of worship Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n If I just showed up then I would not last five minutes <\/i><\/p>\n Some psycho would most probably shoot me within a week <\/i><\/p>\n And you would forgive them?<\/i><\/p>\n Yes it would be a bit of a pisser but I would forgive the psycho So this is Christ in 2016?<\/i><\/p>\n The new religion <\/i><\/p>\n Hip Hop <\/i><\/p>\n Rap<\/i><\/p>\n Rap Rave<\/em><\/p>\n Music is the new religion <\/i><\/p>\n God loves Rap<\/i><\/p>\n God loves Hip Hop<\/em><\/p>\n God Loves music <\/i><\/p>\n But what about me?<\/i><\/p>\n I have witnessed your little tricks over the years Pauline <\/i><\/p>\n Walking naked past me in God\u2019s house on the Sabbath<\/i><\/p>\n He was not pleased with you\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n Showering in front of me<\/i><\/p>\n Watching TV in the nude <\/em><\/p>\n I only watched Songs of Praise without clothes<\/em><\/p>\n Just to piss you off<\/em><\/p>\n I wanted you to notice me<\/em><\/p>\n God was not pleased with you\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n Sunbathing topless on this very beach <\/i><\/p>\n The list is endless<\/i><\/p>\n You have sinned <\/em><\/p>\n Sunbathing is not a sin<\/em><\/p>\n It is a freedom<\/em><\/p>\n But God has forgiven you<\/em><\/p>\n God always forgives<\/em><\/p>\n Are you going to ignore me?<\/i><\/p>\n Do you believe in God?<\/i><\/p>\n It seems that I do <\/i><\/p>\n Are you not lonely DJ?<\/i><\/p>\n Are you not lonely Pauline? I have my shells <\/i><\/p>\n Then may I have my panties? <\/i><\/p>\n No<\/i><\/p>\n I am your mother <\/i><\/p>\n Only in God\u2019s eyes are you my mother<\/i><\/p>\n Nobody else is aware of this fact<\/em><\/p>\n Let us swim then <\/i><\/p>\n Pauline removed her summer dress and ran into the sea<\/p>\n I am swimming to the fisherman\u2019s boat <\/i><\/p>\n Come on DJ <\/i><\/p>\n Pauline was sitting in the fishing boat with Sister Ruth and Sister <\/i>Clodagh<\/p>\n The sworn virgins were swimming in the sea<\/p>\n They all watched as the DJ hauled himself into the fishing boat<\/p>\n My what a beautiful man <\/i><\/p>\n Beauty is everything <\/i><\/p>\n As the DJ stood dripping in the boat Pauline noticed that he had a faded tattoo on his muscular bottom<\/p>\n It read<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Today I met Matthew G Lewis \u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n An interesting fellow <\/i><\/p>\n Full of youth <\/i><\/p>\n But not very mellow <\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tom was walking along the promenade<\/p>\n He loved Margate<\/p>\n But he felt so lonely<\/p>\n Pauline quietly approached him<\/p>\n She was barefoot<\/p>\n Pauline did not own shoes<\/p>\n She did not care for shoes or sandals<\/p>\n I hope that you do not mind me stopping you Tom but I have misplaced my panties <\/i><\/p>\n Would you help me find them? <\/i><\/p>\n I think that the Son of God might have kept them<\/i><\/p>\n But we can always pop into Primark and purchase another pair for you <\/i><\/p>\n I have no money on me <\/i><\/p>\n My treat <\/i><\/p>\n Then when I am flush with cash<\/i><\/p>\n I shall pay for our coffee at the Turner Cafe\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I did not see them pass me<\/p>\n As I was reading a Fitzgerald novel that had been left on my bench<\/p>\n The bench that had been erected in my memory<\/p>\n A free book<\/p>\n I have always liked free books<\/p>\n I have always adored<\/p>\n Tender is the Night <\/i><\/p>\n By F Scott Fitzgerald<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Pauline was walking on the beach She had collected many shells and marvelled at the beauty of each DJ MotherFuckerKool was watching her from the promenade Why was she arguing with God? 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\nLet us sing<\/i><\/p>\n
\nWith my dog for company for much of the way\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n
\nThrough the trees and the summer flowers <\/i><\/p>\n
\nThan I have ever found
\nSound Sound Margate Sound<\/i><\/p>\n
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