PERCEPTION

As I was studying the map, you took a detour to find a missing portal. There's a big round knob and a picture of Jesus. You know, there’s a chance I won’t be traveling or even staying. Someday I will tell you the whole story, but it goes backward too. Whole passages scattered. News is on its way, and I’m sunk beneath so many layers, sniffling. To continue on I built a new body, air tight and water resistant. I phoned my lover, a real actor with blue (green?) eyes and oceanic hair. He was just thinking about me, the official version. Perhaps my cover was blown, but I didn’t care. This is the internal world. It’s nice to be thought of, even in bad light and poor undergarments.

GREEN PORNO

sadness is just happiness turned on its ass

Theater of the Absurd (New Fox Gameshow by Samuel Beckett)