and how is this problem
an opportunity?

and then you can tell me if I’m wrong.

I’ve just had the longest and strangest day.

Also,
I’m going to be a starving artist when I grow up.

I can’t stop.
I am perpetually motioning.
It’s beyond my control.

I’m just
passing this one
along from
the up above

do something

quick

because
…
you’re dying

When I worked at
the bottle factory.

I used
to wonder
about the workers in
different factories,
where the products
got interesting.

After a long
shitty day,
how could
they resist?

a very viney vixen
fixin for a mixin

Some silly architects
doing some silly pondering

I should have written “purdy sturdy”

It’s a shame too.

I can d-d-d-raw I sw-sw-sw-ear.

Just jabbering away
in total agreement

This is what it feels like
when you can feel
all near possibilities
playing out
at the same time.

and something is still wrong.

You can’t stop it.

I got to put one on wheels.