Some John Cale. Paris 1919. Child's Christmas in Wales.
thanks obscuresounds

Here is a poem

Double Texas

& time with a deployed marine at lynn::yes

& pressure is the disarmed addressing piece but is capable now is it much too late

& meant sexiness delay torture pornography email & I meant double Texas

& down purchasing history or distinct methods & for Jesus I vote holy

& date dialectal modal distinct double bombing & took & whole & one more

& overtime the choreography of double tiny boots & I want your baby back

& Dutch but quickly-reversed course from the flame-shy curious

& dog hustle & given & greatly lowdown as performed by

& dare when you can get arrested for distancing the internet /could be my face the old orb

& Cheeseburger their own measure broad resort delay in the flames & was complete

& the relief disorientation & the parents strike & can

& the pleasure the primary the perfect pace power not hearing any audio

& duty diversity open space mega metropolis the traitors knew that after

& check & care & comfort & & someone symbols of the dominance

& team retribution terror contrition they are threatening an else

& body & tacit alley & viable disconnect of late

& entendre undervalued skewer oil ratio of the market moves

& apologies part of the wildly successful from fighting terror to

& or nothing smarter the nature of delivery but do we have enough

****imagine a space in the middle****

formatting on blogs blows.

Inland Empire is coming to Athens, downtown at Cine no less.

I have been reading Peter Markus's good brother, which is not as good as The Singing Fish.
But Calimari kicks ass.

I wonder what Peter Markus will do next? Hopefully a series of love sonnets in formal meter.

Or captions to manga comics.

Or something else fucked up.