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Friday, October 31, 2014
getting along with
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I am not asking you to love me, just
not to kill me. Not even to like me, but to leave me. I am trying to
die quietly. This has become the default position of the chimp. Chair
desk machine. A little language, a little melody, a little
imagination.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
absolutely free
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I know I think that thee love I have
for you will last forever maybe. Ich weiß ich denke daß die Liebe,
die ich für dich habe, vielleicht ewig ist.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
stress
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You can but fucking help.
Don't know.
Sex is calming.
It certainly calms me the fuck down.
Just the idea of having sex is pretty calming.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
residue
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The buildup on the tongue, on the back
of the throat, the nasal passages; I know something is growing but I
ignore it as best I can. Sure, life, great.
Monday, October 27, 2014
b e d sheets
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Conjugal effort made; bear me a word
and I will give you a sentence. The art of object.subject.ivation.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
dialogue
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My friend you know, they just want the
best for me and they saw you and they didn't see the best for me.
You are a cunt.
It was not so much directed to you as
my typewriter; life as art.
Have you got the latest and greatest,
you can just put it down on your computer man and take it wherever
you can find the elctricity junk circuit.
Thursday, October 23, 2014
a good page
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There are not questions in literature
any more, we have returned to the page as a thing of beauty, like the
songs of birds. Will that page taste good on the ears? Will you want
to lick ourselves of the residue?
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
pesto
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You think I am fucking around well
guess again there is no time wasting less haste more speed. I ought
to have thrown that one at them instead of letting them nod over the
grammaire in front of their eyes slapping against their foreheads as
waves against a shore. Are they willing to get on board and ask
questions? Am I? Were we just kidding ourselves when we said we felt
tall tickles under the armpits and in the nether regions? Get your
Lederhosen on boys we are doing dancing with words. Squvqge l'ail
d'ours: pesto presto. Get out of doors and start scratching at
orifices. I would love to kiss those lips. Trop beaucoup de temps:
c'est dommage. C'etait toujours bon que je danse dans le circle des
amis.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
spaetie
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Those corner stores are going to make a
killing tonight. These are the nights they live for. Nights like
these, two or three times a year is all they need. Everything else is
a bonus.
Monday, October 20, 2014
l'alouette
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The alouette in Beijing learns thirteen
songs in a eine bistimmte Ordnung.
I search for a supplement to my meagre
existence as a poet and in this regard I offer my services as
required for due pay. In service I endeavour to be the examplar and
carry out to the best of my abilities all tasks required, seen and
unforeseen,
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
smith corona
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still a little problem with the “a”
but we are working around this as best as possible by keeping it
within the fingers.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
4B
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They protect their wallets fiercely,
mais ils finiront par crevée: c'est normal, ce n'est pas l'air vivre
entre deux guerres. If you think that you can step outside of nature
then you are having a metaphysical wank.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
joseph stephens
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The pile of paper on the floor is just
no working for me.
Diese Wohnung ist ganz tranquille oder?
Manchmal gibt es fünf Minuten Ruhr.
Somniferique.
A lot of sleeping gets done here.
So does a lot of waking.
Not much Aufstehen.
Monday, October 13, 2014
le renard noir
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Je serai la, une petite pousse dans un
bon direction qui ne fait pas de sens. Take your space echo down to
the pub and dont look back dont look back look back back: c'est quoi
ce bordel?
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Friday, October 10, 2014
Thursday, October 09, 2014
life lesson 101
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We are building little caves within the
big cave inside the open air prison. We are dividing in a belief of
sharing – that's fragmentation. I learnt that when I was a child.
Wednesday, October 08, 2014
postcard
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No one replies to mail any more or no
one understands. Telephone has killed conversation. The death of
debate on the birth of chatter. I am just no on your frequency man,
this birdsong makes no sense.
Tuesday, October 07, 2014
place de jeu du balle
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Hold my hand we can make it out of here
alive, I said as I bent my knee and scooped up the scattered button
collection being slowly sifted through. They smirked.
Monday, October 06, 2014
Dresden
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Ordnung muss sein. Wear a toothbrush,
wear a condom to the opera. Wir laufen dorthin oder nicht? No we are
going to roll there. And I don't think anyone cares how short your
skirt is. Ist das der Oper?
Friday, October 03, 2014
deutsche post
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Have the fuckers thinking about it,
post your rubbish across the world. Pay someone else to do you your
shit shuffle. That is what I want to send and I will pay whatever it
costs.
Thursday, October 02, 2014
development
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Forget personality, that is child's
play, it is character that we are searching for.
Wednesday, October 01, 2014
what is philo?
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Create a concept. Devoilez une
distinction. I made a mistakke, how can I rebegin? Too late, already
underway.