carnivalesque.
bring some sort of constructiveness to the whole thing-
connect everything-
but you still can’t do it.
some meaning irrelevant to the big meaning to focus on.
she’s on the bus right and what does she hear the people say?
she, with rain falling on her face, closes her eyes.
there.s this notion of presence that’s hidden in logic
I am not extraordinary…
I’m ordinarily ill.
invitations to fantasy that are incompleteness and flawed
…so you have this choice right…
the beginning takes place in the same sense as the ending. the ending. the ending.
starts where we start and its backwards.
the dream of the house in the house and that’s what it is.
in fact that’s how we see.
IN FRAMES.
…color, things.
the image that’s not reality is no message,
just a cement house
with cement chairs and a cement door and a little cement table
you may think you recognize this reference.
you’ll think you’ve seen this scene before.
but everybody gets to dress up in LA.
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