“Elephant sets antelopes free“
yay, for the dreamworld chiaroscuros. letting all the lethecicles drainway. can all the springs inside a bag (listen to them jumble all about!); to wit: some deraims (or phantasies) followed me home last night.
and found myself trawling through some kind of mechanised post-indu space. airport? or transgression terminal? or a corncob cavalcade?
(or there i go again, naughty-fellowme, bringing up that) there were important conversations. but foolishly i didn’t peg them down with words, nail those fluttering dreamthoughts to the board, watch their sputtering, spraying green dream ooze everywhere.
so, that’s the ticket indeed. and that’s the question indeed.
what lies beneath the hamper of all our dirty clothes, and who’ll pull the next sock out?
I SAW ABOUT THE EPHELANTS!!! I SAW ABOUT IT AND THOUGHT.
holy hell my computer just scared the SHITE outta me by telling me I have mail, in French. The mail’s not in french, most likely.
i like heffalumps. they’re some of my favorite beasties.