a reading from the book of sponge and others, really:
and the blitz had striken offally and left only one toilet intact but the people in offally did neither wail or gnashed their teeth. just nibbled off their neighbours’ backs and queued to deliver the fruit of their nibble. but while the meat was still between their teeth and before it could be consumed, the anger of the lot burned against the people, and struck them with a severe plague.
you have to start queuing while you chew and digest, otherwise you won’t get a seat, the man said, blame the government for it.
he’s not the man, said sponge. we have to keep waiting.
he’s not here, said breadroll, being negative about things.
be negative, said sponge, saves you disappointments.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
from the book of sponge and others, take two
- 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

22 June, 2006




