when shall we three meet again, in carpark, toilet or in rain, said breadroll.
doesn’t matter, as long as anyone brings cigarettes, said sponge.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
meeting
- kindness of strangers
- some lives are worse than others but the stories are all the same
- anything is good for something in the end
- we don’t like days and are at odds with nights
- inflate or deflate or put on another show
- egg and a query
- come to mention it a melody sounds like the other
- a legend is born
- somewhere would be something else now
- the trail of art

24 November, 2003




