Monday 8 May 2023

performative illness

 Only because i MUST liberate some space on this hard drive...

even if it is the realest schism of all.... in 'lived experience'.

Moan moan moan I got jabbed/ spiked... moan moan .. bugs...illness 


i shallot even grace that with speech marks as it is in all of literature now, all media...and most important of all every chat at the till of a shop....


roughly same time period - 18 months ago.... 


you never hear from them "great suntrap spot down the road, where you can  catch up on scientifically established immune system enhancers...for free...."

And as for her on the hill.... my my that expensive doubtless South Kensington boutique... attire... widebrimmed sexy 'elegant' sunhats.... as if it is ferkin Saudi Arabia...

she would have been actually maybe sexy if not so ill... of her own making...  for effect... 


  schism time...no hope.... the performative moaners and mad people who cannot even read proper science...won

I do not exist.....

there are no sane ones left...

I long ago knew

And thus i am HAPPY

And my poetry and sketches of them - you...will simply be a happy form of art... but not for this generation, i am in for only the long haul, and couldn't give a shit if no one ever comes back....