fishburger please, said sponge.
would that be him, the man said with a very fictional smile, making a cheerful face.
not the question, said sponge. i’m only out for a second i couldn’t waste time if i wanted to. me, too, the man said.
would you like fries with that?
will you use the bathroom?
no, yes, said sponge.
for your safety, the man said as he handed over the bag.
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
fishburger please
- 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

15 August, 2007




