WET DOG MAN


Wet Dog Man is a short film featuring a poem written by Jordan Hamblin exploring the mental state of the artists living in Hackney Wick, under the shadow of the Olympic State.

I am an eye

floating in an eye

cast on the sea of drunkards mind

tangle yourself in this wet dogs fur

he will keep you warm

with his red blood tongue

warm and young

hopeless and dumb

in this eternal sea drift

in this leather boot full of soot

where the sirens squeal with flemed throats

and plastic shackled

opium eyed

bloodshot sky's

are torn apart by my revolver

six shots at god

six shots in the warm mango flesh

six shots at your blue silk dress

Im drowning in you

its heavenly

close the sky’s my love

Im coming for you

with a cup of warm milk for your thighs

dressed in disguise

Im the wet dog man

Im barking mad

barking up the walls at the postman

with my blood tongue swinging

over the crossword

my slobbery pendulum perversely reversed

as i swoon the inked dogma

with milky eyes gliding the headline

unstuck in time

Im the wet dog man

as i walk the line

this gun of mine

Im the wet dog man

you squeak like squalled mass

your candied lips lids and teeth

bleet bloody beats

through the streets

vibrations through the looking glass

up the stairs

and back down again

up the stairs

and back down again

up the stairs

and back down again my love

natures hymn rolling on tongued winds

sin through lips

and sinned through lips

and sinned through lips my love

foaming

fucking foaming

foaming on the crossword forever

foaming forever

with my pistol in my hand

my pistols out

shaking in my hand

shake my hand I’m the wet dog man

floating in my sea of lead

I’m coming for you darling

the sky are dead

there pouring down

pouring down

I’m the wet dog man

I’m the pistol toating

mouth foaming

crossword solving

wet dog man

with a gun in my hand

with a gun in my hand

and a tear in my eye

a tear in my bloody eye

i am the sky

and I’m coming down

coming down with a cup of warm milk for your thighs

dressed in disguise

I’m the wet dog man

Words: Jordan Hamblin

Piano: James Barker

Atmosphere: Oski

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