Sunday, March 22, 2009

I like your socks. They remind me of me a year ago.


Everything has been thought of before; the task is to think of it again.

--George Balanchine


If there is something comforting - religious, if you want - about paranoia, there is also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long.

--Gravity's Rainbow, 506


Can they get me?

Blurb exorable tan the Cypriot
disengage, gee gosh, a tooth got
let's call it, up a night,
wait it out. Cypriot's saying
maybe the trash came late, not
filling up but out, like highway,
where was he? Cooked out,
on a lookout spot, gee, that's.
Make out and kill it, bite
the crates off, nine nine
nein, isn't there a better
implied generative lent. A
bleak adverb, tell the great quote,
the ghost town, then he'll chow
down hell, shit, where's that
give stick, mailing tape a call nose.
Want and tense the ten spot. Get
it? Repair man, save grace for
euthanasia, power time here for
the game day, evaluate elevate
slippery, hi-beam dice game
never the same in a brown box
sex, get guns, make war,go
broncos, tell tell and tell.


DANK NUGGETZZ

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