APRIL 2001
[Private to self.]
Just a walk in the park. (Who are you? He asked.)
And just a day in the life. (And we grow smaller, eaten alive by oblivion and its counterparts.)
Self-portraits. (True lunacy, if you ask me.)
Nothing to do but too much time to waste.
[/private]
At least my camera still works
And my theremin
Found them exactly where I left them
Naturally enough
[Private.]
Dad thought I'd like a mizrach.
Thoughtful
Of course
Otherwise I might lose Jerusalem.
[/private]
In other news someone was kind enough to slip a polaroid under my door
Along with a strange drawing of heretofore unidentified origins & nature
I guess the neighbours missed me
Just a walk in the park. (Who are you? He asked.)
And just a day in the life. (And we grow smaller, eaten alive by oblivion and its counterparts.)
Self-portraits. (True lunacy, if you ask me.)
Nothing to do but too much time to waste.
[/private]
At least my camera still works
And my theremin
Found them exactly where I left them
Naturally enough
[Private.]
Dad thought I'd like a mizrach.
Thoughtful
Of course
Otherwise I might lose Jerusalem.
[/private]
In other news someone was kind enough to slip a polaroid under my door
Along with a strange drawing of heretofore unidentified origins & nature
I guess the neighbours missed me