Sunday, 22 January 2023

Eventful War Book 2 Nick Armbrister writing is underway

 Eventful War Book 2 Nick Armbrister writing is underway

 


 

Powerful Junta

They asked him to change things

To bring a new tomorrow

For their today was a real mess

 

But he told them the risks

That revolution is paid for in blood

Sweat tears corpses innocent or not

 

Are you ready to shoot your brother

Who is a soldier before he kills you?

Only a few of you want to fight or die

 

All of you share the idyllic dream 

Which is in the sky full of shit

When the government troops

 

Come for you what will you do?

Run hide cry freeze fight

Nothing will change in Burma

 

And elsewhere till you act 

Even then there is no promise

That you will succeed

Powerful junta...

 

 

 

students

eighteen years old

eyes full of stars

hands full of guns

mind full of dreams

friends full of hope

government full of hate

actions full of ? 

 

 

 

There sleeps the big bomb/soon to wake for war calls now/peace not here you die

 

 

 

Future Proof

How does it feel being full of plague?

They injected you with the virus

A walking talking weapon to kill others

Many others will die by being near you

The ultimate weapon unstoppable

 

Before it’s too late made by the MIC

No bullets bombs or missiles needed

Bacteria almost invisible utterly ruthless

The antidote exists you don’t have it

You are the future in our reality 

DNA and genomes are so yesterday

 

 

Tuesday, 3 January 2023

Sell Out Paperback by Nick Armbrister

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0BRJ6N3L1 

 

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1307319 

 

 





Saturday, 24 December 2022

from the book 3 out in 2023 JIM N CRAIG POEMS BOOK 3 Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex


 

Wild Love       

By Craig J. Burt/Jimmy Boom Semtex

In the middle of the night. I smelled something burning. I thought it was another one of your farticides. I turned on the light from my lamp and saw a huge flame of fire frightening me. I smacked the Hell out of your forehead to wake you up. Thank goodness we both got our pyjamas on. Ran out the door and screamed for help. The following morning. Police asked us questions about what caused the fire. One of them checked our bedroom and found a burned bayberry wax candle on the right side of the bed where my lover laid...

 

It was risky sex I told you. But hey you never ever listened bro. Pick up a lover off Grindr. As they do all things in and out of bed. Burning wax was a big fetish. This you both did. The burns scar yours’ and his body. You burnt the house down. Your husband is mad. You never invited him. Threesome and wax sex and Grindr. A story and film should be made of this. Will dear hubby forgive me? I’ll invite him to meet you. The mad jealous husband…

 

 

 

Snowmen Fight                                              

By Craig J. Burt/Jimmy Boom Semtex

Every time winter arrives. Kids build snowmen twice their size. Every time they go to sleep. Radiation powers from above the sky. Gives them super strength and bright red eyes. Ready to attack those creepy aliens trying to destroy the earth.

 

Ever seen a pissed of snowman with an AK blast down aliens. Splashing their spaceships with RPGs. You really gotta see it. Kids would love it. All make believe it never happened. Planet Earth saved by snowmen with Soviet weapons!

 

 

All The Time In The World     

By Craig J. Burt/Jimmy Boom Semtex                              

This drunk. This pushover and a lackadaisical freak. Have endless time to piss behind garbage cans and moan and cry. Life is tough for them as for the rest of us. You got to be careful on whom you choose to tell both your truths and lies...

 

He used to work on the rubbish dump driving the digger. Left it mid stroke. Now lives under the river bridge. Steals drinks from the 711. Mugs old women. Has a friend to trust. He told his lies and truths and untruths to a hobo…

 

 

book 1

JIM N CRAIG POEMS: Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex

https://www.amazon.com/JIM-CRAIG-POEMS-Joint-Semtex/dp/B091F5RHF8

 

book 2 

Jim N Craig Poems Book 2: Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex

 

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60518647-jim-n-craig-poems-book-2

 

 

 

Sunday, 4 December 2022

stories from SELL OUT Nick Armbrister on a cold war theme out when done


 

Blue slept again for thirteen hours and dreamt of the party office, our operations floor. Trotski made the third Mig 29 sale, and Blue the fourth to different client states. The tutor was about to commend them both but she got a sore throat. By the time she walked into the aisle towards your bay her lady lover kissed her and everyone yelled, “Viva La Revolution!” Another scene was in her room where she was too scared due to was sleeping alone in the other room. Someone or something was pulling off my blanket and I fell up into the sky past the clouds, but in reality I didn't! Blue had so many dreams like an extension of his red reality.

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Every number was a different gal and they were all the same but different. Press 1 for... press 2 for... and so it went on. Imagine what was possible and what happened in these rooms with the gals. It was amazing and wonderful. The gal wore a long black dress. From a distance she looked like Death. She needed a longer skirt, longer sleeves, a hood and of course, a scythe. Her name was *****. She also looked good in a Morticia dress just add Adams and anything went in or out of bed. Having a neuro divergent brain made her this way. Blue got worried when he saw her scythe. It would chop his head off and nuts off in one go. If I got you and your sister pregnant at the same time would you still be good fine all right and more?

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Send out the gals to meet the guys. The gals need a service and the gals do a job servicing the guys. With strong leadership from their mama-san to guide them and make sure their jobs are done correctly. It all takes place in the hotel or back alleys or parked cars or the guys' homes. The gals are always looked after for each is an asset to their cause and their mama-san. The gals are priceless bringing in a dollar amount more than their weight in gold. The oldest trade in the world. So simple but so effective. Hear the call go out, 'Here are the guys. Come on gals...'

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