Monday, November 29, 2004

trgoogle (8:10:58 PM): I'm hoping to leave before it gets too late here...
Yoot Unit (8:11:38 PM): there's hot lava iin my ass
trgoogle (8:11:46 PM): hey!
trgoogle (8:11:53 PM): no sex with volcanoes.
Yoot Unit (8:12:00 PM): are you ok?

whisper piece

quivering tiles in kitchen
blender on table full of rocks.
chairs on which we whisper to each other.

xmass sex

anal vice. puritan sucrose. mince your neighbours, use them as lube.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

is it worth it to try so hard? how long is too long? what if we're midgets & there's no way to transcend. & what if we're also giants in the spiritual world? should we cease to try to become mortal & give our lives to meditation & psychotic thought?
in some cultures i might be considered holy. i wouldn't have to go seraching for a bed of nails on ebay, they'd just give me one if i asked. if i wanted to shut myself up in a cave for a year, they'd bring me food & water.

Monday, November 15, 2004

i was feeling stale but you couldn't tell.
today i undid the fork piece that lena did & wrapped it with newly felted wool.



cactus sprout


Sunday, November 14, 2004

i ate the last one

against my will.

dirt

i hold in my memory.
& my stomach leaks out.
i worship the dirt left over.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

flour

flour is important to mankinde.
yes.
flour mixed with water form a valuable substance.
this should be written somewhere...

what it's made of.

crack.
that's what it's made of.
the crack in the ceiling that speads open when you come.
crack is the lard. crack is the tonic.
the cracks in the street.
is where you look up at me from.
that's where the sweat of the city sinks into.
the cracks in your hand.
study one crack tells you how many children you will have.

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