Words escape. they have flown my mental coop, on to bigger and better brains.
I'm left with images that won't graduate into sentences, verbs, not even sounds.
All that I've mustered is this cardboard version of a post. A set of words made in cut out, pasted and carried to your eyes, absent of movement. For now, my dollar store gift till a colorful thought arrives.
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4 comments:
Hey, we all love a good dollar store bargain.
Your cardboard moments are more lively than many other's brainiest of storms.
smooches....
All you have to do is live your art. That's it. xoxo
Quit trying to say something good and just say something. Good stuff will come out anyway.
Mwah!! I love you guys. Fuck, I miss you...
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