I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.
My fingers are Santa's little helpers.
My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments.
I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn.
Sisyphus, sweating uphill.
Bukowski,
scribbling away
in rooming houses.
A river always flowing.
I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Kyle Was Right...
Fish and chips at the old pub was a lot better than eating with the blue-haired ladies at Carrows. True, true.
Does that monkey have a monkey on his back???
ReplyDeleteI just moved this week but I would still help you move if I could!
Also...compared to the people leaving comments on your myspace page, I am downright SANE! Which is kinda cool.
--the artist formerly known as the Bored Housewife
If Kyle was right shouldn't you be telling him instead of us?
ReplyDelete--- The artist formerly known as Vincent Van Gogh