and? everybody in good form, said sponge.
shape more so, said breadroll.
are we supposed to, said block of wood.
why? i am just asking, said sponge.
meanwhile the sun was illuminating the room.
and why is that happening now, said breadroll.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
why
- 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

27 November, 2003




