from a wise friend who was channeling kafka.
"You do not need to leave your room. remain sitting at your table and listen. do not even listen, simply wait. do not even wait, be still & solitary. the world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, & it will roll in ectasy at your feet."


i like that.

this is from me. written sometime in 1990 (i believe). it is writen on Embassy of the United States of America stationary... so i guess it is from when i was interning up in ottawa. hmmm.

"while you were out
i was in
and
while you were in
i was out
although these occurances frequently occur
i've neglected to devote enough of my
precious priveate mourning time
remembering these near misses and
lost opportunity for subtle exchange."

i am cleaning my house. can you tell? unpacking a box that i had in storage and looking for space to cram pieces of my past as symbolized by things. now that i have a hot glue gun i may be tempted to make a huge sticky ball out of everything and hang it in the corner of my living room. its like that.

bomb bomb.