Saturday, January 8, 2011

those white cranes fishing in the marsh

nervousness, anxiety, stress, and heavy things
like something you can't get off your hands, like oil paint.
highly permanent thoughts like billboards, dreams,
and casinos were those white cranes fishing in the marsh.

The feeling that there are only eight thousand whales left in the whole ocean.

baited
we owe nothing to animals
higher intelligence
hated

Like the feeling of terror, who was himself, plus the feeling of terror's brother and his friends.


the feeling of terror tried to do his laundry this morning, but his bare feet felt the cold soaked carpet. the repairman came and supposedly fixed the washing machine yesterday. the feeling told his room mate to call the landlord and say, "we are sitting on top of the mt. kilimanjaro of laundry."

Sun gone come out, it's a long summer


sun gone come out
it's a long summer
for your somehow
for your bummer
rain gone come down
on your lover
sun gone come out
it's a long summer

  • Clocks and the concept of time
  • When you don't know you have something on you/in your teeth

What will you think?"Just reach up"

Forever resounding waves of sound fill the air and tremble the ground...

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