you again is it, said breadroll.
yes, said brekst, i came to ask a question.
well?
it is not that easy, herr brekst said, i am not at ease with the question. we usually battle a lot and questioning things did turn out to be a struggle. poor me, you wouldn’t have a cigarette?
gave up, said breadroll.
so did i, herr brekst said. just asking.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
always along those lines
- 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

1 March, 2007




