10:55 pm
So I put another post on the blog “i money earth”
quite a long one, I just wrote it from scratch, I had 8 drawings, one from
yesterday? Yes I think, the rest from today, one or two involved, but the rest
quicker, a sort of show of “little lines that help me” when I can’t speak, oh,
push forward a paper, a line, across the page, arcing, staggered, sharp in corner,
step – I don’t know, assorted, circles on it, dots, a bit of blue colour, oh,
to fill in time, I can’t say anything, can’t say anything at all.
Oh for any of us
Stuck out there, or unable to stem the flow “I’ll just
be a typical human, go on with it, don’t you know, even though I know I’m not
much a part of it, I keep going, fit in this body, with a mind that wants to
say something else, but can’t, and a lot of problems stem from that, I have no
voice for me, what I really am, whatever that is. It’s strange to have a warm hum, like a grey
area, a little pencil shading, an oval or almost circular outline around it,
shading touching the edges, I guess, or a little over, or close enough, a
little pebbled texture to the shading, like you put the paper on a piece of
sidewalk, rubbed over it to get an impression
Ah we none of us know what to say
On us
What’s in us a million years our stories going beyond
limits of strict aging, strict baby born
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/endf’ snippet/ 11:10 pm
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