The User's Manual

By Luke Kingsley Green

A self described burnt out rock n rolla turned
poet, Luke Kingsley Green currently resides
in Nanango, Queensland, Australia, the
town of his birth. Luke Kingsley Green was born in the
year of the snake 1977 and is a Taurus. A semi practising
socialist and non- committed Catholic, Luke has two
teenage boys and a 6 years old godson. He is also a
cricket tragic and collects garden gnomes. In between
writing theres nothing Luke enjoys more than a cold beer
at his local.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Nov 29, 2013
• ISBN: 9781493130986

Luke Kingsley Green

Luke Kingsley Green (1977- ) is a poet from Nanango Queensland Australia. He is also a popular singer/songwriter in Australia under his stage name Ziggy Zap and his band Ziggy & The Copycat Killers.

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THE USER’S MANUAL

FIRST AUSTRALIAN

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Copyright © 2013 by Luke Kingsley Green.

ISBN: Softcover 978-1-4931-3097-9

Ebook 978-1-4931-3098-6

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Rev. date: 11/28/2013

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Contents

Junkmalepractices #01

Junkmalepractises #02

Junkmalepractises #03

Junkmale Practises #04

Junkmalepractices #05

Junkmalepractises #06

Junkmale Practises #07

The User’s Manual Part II

Also by Luke Kingsley Green:

‘Junk Male’

‘addictIONARY’

Junkmalepractices #01

Don’t shit in your own nest.

A pick gets referred to as a black man’s tool…

Are you talkin’ hypodermic needle?

No! I’m taking ’bout a tool, ya tool… you know? For digging ‘n’ shit!

Oh like pick and shovel.

Funny…

I was thinking guitar plectrum.

Strummin’ like electric fingers a blaze an

A pickin’.

Like Jimi and Berry and M. Waters & Slashing Saul.

. . . like Bo-Diddly!

3 voices lost in the wilderness and engulfing the world’s within.

His Mind. Chaotic!

Rock ‘n’ Roll.

They say RocknRoll engulfed and enraged and the masses entertained… Straight up and out from its origins… a black mans school of bop… ‘high’ school-prez, once again, up for re-election… ’He aint nothin’ bout a hounddog ‘fight… to the rights… of Rap Rappin’,

On the door… beating raps of rape, sweet lil sixteen, my boyfriends back and there’ll be trouble… it’s like a high school confidential.

Wake up Lil S.

How could I dance with another—(whooooooowh) . . .

Does your daddy still watch porno now that mommas not around?

Maybe

Maybe

I don’t want to help myself.

I’m perfectly fine.

So you don’t need to help me

The problems that I got

Well