No more ideas. Just ghosts. Many different blankets. Many different landscapes. Maybe a ghost wearing some sunglasses or a party hat. I don't think they'll be see through. I saw a nice blanket today covering someone's garbage and I wanted to take it and make it into a ghost but the man who owns it is nice and old and has a cat named Tiger. Maybe I ( Read more... )

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A Tom Waits cat call from my office corner into empty corridors.

blur the figure.  keep the surroundings.  we are impermanent.

Something to show for these insomniac eyes

It was just a tiny dent.
what the hell happened.

 Drunk girls are sexy.  If there's chemistry between you.

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 Tallulah Bankhead, be mine.


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