Posted 12:57 PM by Brian McCloskey
NOVEMBER 2001
I spend my afternoon watching lettuce float. A pair of pantyhose has been tossed onto a lamp. It was a duck on a helmet. Some of us are trying to weld. Only when the moon is rising, only in the company of Swedes. It's not my fault if you will be a cat. That flamingo thing impresses me. Your feet are really close to my potato. Let's ask this walking hat. I dreamed I conquered flamboyant demons. I also like wearing girl's tights. I stole this accordion from a blind monkey. She was a lot happier about this in the other room. It's hard to be depressed when you're looking at a giant mitten. This hat is interesting. In that sweet country I'll rest my weapon. Maybe some of the chicken heads will have to explode. My books used to be perfect. One life is a mustard burp. Why did I have the bowl? It's a hemming thing. But it is not a complete kitchen. You will mark the spot. Black tights on pretty legs are very nice. This woman you love is naked. My caterpillar is perfectly hairy. That explains why you were so good with my nipples. Now my testicle's got ants on it. I need somebody, I feel so lonely. It was the most beautiful face I've ever seen.