Saturday, February 11, 2006

Rimbaud in chains

Pete Doherty's Pentonville diary (Guardian)

[January 29]
I see paint-cracked walls stained with shite
Long long lock-up days
Cold lonely nights
And I think to myself ... what a wonderful world
I see men touching fists
Saying "watcha bruv"
Screams from below
Shit parcels from above
And I think to myself ...
I see my true love
On a Rimmel advert

In case you didn't get that nice allusion, the current Rimmel girl is one Ms Kate Moss, whom he nearly landed across the road in Holloway. "Jingle jangle of the gaoler's bangle" - do you think he's read Borstal Boy?

Noël Knowall

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