Monday, August 08, 2005
Cob
I'm listening to some classical Bach, Fantomas, and grandma and then there is this other record that I'm trying to find but it is only in import man! Yeah.
This morning I had a feast for lunch. Some tofu thing and then corn on the cob made it on to the plate. And I'm sipping up cold press as usual. Today is noticeably:
FREE OF TEENAGE ANXIETY
I don't know if they were sent to the internment camps or what. But the wind flows so smoothy. The humid air may have killed them. It could have been possessed by a demon, and then went into their noses and ripped out their brains with its moisture. And there are floating brains up there, aren't there? No that's a bird.
Glorious WOUNDS!
This morning I had a feast for lunch. Some tofu thing and then corn on the cob made it on to the plate. And I'm sipping up cold press as usual. Today is noticeably:
FREE OF TEENAGE ANXIETY
I don't know if they were sent to the internment camps or what. But the wind flows so smoothy. The humid air may have killed them. It could have been possessed by a demon, and then went into their noses and ripped out their brains with its moisture. And there are floating brains up there, aren't there? No that's a bird.
Glorious WOUNDS!
Jean-Louis 2:25 PM