Boy Laughs And Computer Burns

Monday, September 30, 2002

MARCH 1999
I think it’s gonna go out like an aardvark. This is the key to everything. The girl swung gently in the embrace of the goat. I heard the dandelions roar in Piccadilly Circus. Punk rock comes to Nashville. Someone keeps moving the orange trees. You are the queen of queens of beauty. Now the dog is prancing in the fields. Love’s the greatest thing that we have. You will hear nothing but music. Father won’t you carry me, for my boat is so small. That table is definitely wrong. The toe of a nylon stocking. How do we get the lizard out of the rock? Some people die and then there’s a picnic. A really big wet bear. You wonder what her pantyhose feel like. Like some huge monster horse balanced on a giraffe. Chicks with bricks and blocks and clocks come. I like kissing that and that of you. Seeking with hopeless incantation for her lost milk cow. When you’re alone in your mind, you’re on enemy territory. The timeless art of seduction. The man who wears gray neckties and is kind to mice. Some lady just handed me a wet piece of toast. Here we hold on to our overcoats. What kind of nut has a shell like this? An octopus looks like a table and chairs. I am the absence of field. I’ve already assembled one kitten. There are scientists in Finland right now.