Sunday, 24 May 2026

No con-at-last....

 

now 

Even if ....

It was a harsh word, too pumped up ...


far too Inhuman when only a true one, happy in her skintoo could so back-straight brighteyed be so  just supremely cheeky

And unhesitant about ittoo

unlike the rest who hesitate so as to rear up and bite your head off knowing you'll give them indigestion sharing any wise guruwords..

and i MUST finish something

On how they stole the words




what a fool I is

It's gorgeous....

so truly sighted the second you see it


And Exactly even in the hottest foul swamplands of The 1930s way before the patinated bohemians shat in GweekCreek... and then performed bullshit for the tourists who day they are as mindful of bullshit as them.... already  1930s!the shababes  were doing  a number, on the tourists.... 


oh yes and how progressive when peeps knew what it meant






i just love the word voodoo especially if its second sees a whole century thence


makes you want to celebrate, great art... that doesn't' tell you what to think




intermission in the cool upland office where work is only a pleasure

and ive got my oxygen back
but so much is Missed...out
for
Now....