Never Mind the Beasts

Prodigal Drift

Lapid maze-fault: something calls my name, tomotoe
on the table I wish you could pick me up operatically
hot/cold with critical speculation. I’ve met gravity
at every turn and

in America

very basic lightning to take
a different direction in comparison
to the primness and residual
limits of Victorian England.

This is the ramshackle of a half-life, unraveling my social fabric, putative
doubles and slavish copies of continual obessessions. It includes
old and new media in tune with the medium rather than merely
doing a descriptive job. How often is a cat seen on a public beach?
Graphic work has sunk within me forever with the vitality
of indifference. Fight experience, exist stance, buffalo stance.
Existence is a sneeze, a seizure. The symbols they can
fill you, the symbols they can kill you. If there is nothing
worth regreting might as well pack it in.

EXPERIENCE IS EXPENSIVE!!