Monday, 29 October 2018

ever a painting I was, you seem to see on someone's wall, talk to me them about it not be as fool flurry of cold words ice kleptomaniac room-less words be just like the painting steal from their universe impossible


lady stare at me a little not too much I address her painting, can't of course, she feels close to - can't


the two yellow cubes, first one says "humans at their 'we are doing everything we can to be good'" second one says "for the 'that we can't see' 'use this vehicle'" / as if then, hold all painting, look, ask what each one says, peer closer, and then the tall scrawl, at top, somewhat of a cross, middle somewhat of a cross, as if emerging, from not-happy lower star splurch .. a language, as if I have anything, to love this woman







Tuesday, 16 October 2018

here's the new logo long time read so much for everything stuck on cut out letters nothing walk have no logo


walk cities


if you could city just copy it for your logo city hall of my inner life "put my web address" for nothing here, cheesy, a million prizes pages, walk free, no one

come up with nothing the anything wise


little logos, man thinking, put on double side, or have popcorn shape of your body

bag of popcorn we all know the best bicycle pops exhaust no treats magic nothing worked books had babies

hey smile eke out elusive meaning what don't get con laxative poems have no stable bunkum office live stay with me go

sign up license poem city of best part you are one poem I never net worth ever

try out for parts in poem I walk the streets show me somewhere to go anything to devote to not a false cult slow not much seconds go fast meaning what I catch meaning I can't get







Tuesday, 2 October 2018

ever place teapots on the street, pouring tea, as they don't tip


whatever if save money, boil water, a line of teapots, not especially fancy, just green, blue, red, an occasional red, pink, yellow, are they from the goodwill, boil water, have plain orange pekoe tea, is that what it is, pour, for people standing there, teapot levitates in the air, pours, they have a little cup, are thankful, ah it never happen, too much logistics, would never happen


what is that, look at it again - oh we have strange drawings for fantastic things

all we can do


"master" "amateur" I am

things that don't happen