send a re-conciliatory text after a bit of a social joust in a bar after a couple of pints for what is there to apologise between friends either we are in each others pockets or forget about it and walk away plenty of friends like there is plenty of ice cream just grab another cone
humility allows us to see the world instead of the constantly putting ourselves in front of it as a face covering a beautiful imagefar too often standing in front of an incredibly old object two thighs juxtaposition take a photo
a leaky head a leaky brain to me it all feels the same yes i have seen boris today watching the roads and studying the dust i dont know any more who i am supposed to trust still dreaming if a chance to get something done to make something of myself it is never too late to become that which one could have been
give the disinterested modernism that has come to define our generation to the children and watch activism grow with their minds and bodies
an arrogant little girl who think she has lifted herself out of their becoming and shows off the out of town husband like something special rare stone
why on earth did you have kids why did you want to have children?
i have never really thought about that. no never really. just seemed like what we are here to do. it is what happened. create responsible replacements that will keep something of the idea turning.
rambling on the bylines of the Leserpost good for a giggle i say good for a squabble good for a foreigner to get a sense of place to find the bearings that are running underneath the swell of the street and the pressure of what is trending in the vogue of the brain fluid what i would only say in private but this here page is filled with pseudonyms and double agents post marked desolation road
i am waiting for betty davis to come downstairs for food but she doesnt get hungry rarely had hunger rarely eats rarely comes downstairs rarely comes at all i dont know what goes on up there when one does very little one need only eat very little the body will get used to pretty much anything and whither away to skin and bone
my girl look fie coming after me dancing with the cat in the kitchen this one is being spoiled by outside actors but they cannot keep it up just an occasional spanner in the works you dont have to wonder too long to see how animals are kept in cages that is where we put ourselves the cat farts on the lap and the heart feels tight am i supposed to be worried about that no worry will only make it worse we all have these bodies that are just not made to last forever so what are you going to do about it not much look after it as best i can use it from time to time abuse it and kick the shit out of it because i know no matter how well you treat the body in the end it will simply be a pretty face in an open casket
small potatoes in high demand for restaurant dining selling them to the fancy wankers who eat with their eyes bored with the same looking for something different white bread revolution mass produce the king's breakfast white baguette butter and marmalade falling out of fashion usurped by whole spelt health trend
the top always looks good no matter the epoch but have a look at the bottom for there you will find a measuring stick
another flesh this is not the one i am in and this is what you think will work and i have been leading myself into false conclusions and you have been talking to me and i thought maybe not let it cool for as long as possible without getting cold all too forgiving we have been too forgiving on each other we ought to be harsher upon ourselves kick ourselves out of the daydream and into reality but we are forgiving thus luring ourselves into this position awkward i am making the mistakes and that is okay i can handle that i am the vagrant passing through the never to be seen again contemporary miscreant fading into obscurity in the next downpour
there will be no need for a government under a populus freely educated into a nebulous of self governing individuals where the only law is impose no law
what of us who are not freely educated but indoctrinated left squabbling in the pig stall of animal farm?
i crush them between my knees in the hot room steam coming out between the thighs and nostrils it is a real dragon of an image seeing me getting the daily drowning done the plants thank me for it in the summer and put up with it over the winter it gets rather dry inside with the heating on and the windows open once a day for ten minutes sucks it all out of the potted earth
i think we ought to start with the classic varieties and make something of a sparkling natural out of it really push it to the limit of hip no understanding
but wine is made to be exported babes it is all about supply and demand no matter where
the rules dont apply now to us never had here they will drink anything
what about the stuff that is imported here grown somewhere else to other standards there will be a price difference
of course there is a lot of sulphur in the imports how much powder do you want on your plants to get that bug back into the forest? because it really is effecting the quality of your drink
perhaps consider a new approach reevaluate babes
plant the little seedling into the newly vacated space
how long do you think they will survive in there?
no direct frost
but by god it is going to get cold in there. how many nights do you want to be lighting a candle?
just over jan and feb. sixty candles. seal it right with acrylic and styropor. never let the flame go out.
the australian climate does not allow us to truly develop out alcoholism
baby dont you see i am on a losing streak we are killing lust and desire as soon as they arise
get out there in the cold and shrink your ego to a pea
what about sparkling have you tried to make it before
well only by mistake it continued fermenting in the bottle and my friends poured it out because they thought it was gone butyou know they just have no idea about wine
wine culture is missing from this region
it went when the trains came and this all turned to apple and grain then the soviets really kicked what remained in the teeth ripping the last of the regional vineyards up in the seventies
time for a revival
you can see forwards for you have eyes i the front of your head. you can see backward for you have memory. and all of this seeing forward and backward is happening now in the present. make you pregnant fucking crazy present.
the water keeps flowing once it is in the ocean there is no stopping its movement on this rock falling through space even as ice there is movement most likely the least out of all forms yes but still there is movement there for the water in small and large micro and macro perspectives got a good blast of vitamin d today the full sun i am my head is a ripened grape ready to be pressed i am juiced up barrel me away for a decade
three quarters of north americans who have built their own home over the last fifty years have also built a nuclear bunker that is the effect of the threat of nuclear war on the western mindset just look at the Spaßgesellschaft here in europe
the unenviable post poet crams the head with the glistening. i love palm fat, despise orangutans. i did not feel good buying it but it tastes so good and i am bored with tuna today.