(Excrescence)

"All that disturbed me once, has become delicious to me." --Gide, The Immoralist (1921)

Movin on, walkin down, desertification.
Excrescence: once in a while he does some nutty creative project to his surroundings.
Origami, you call this.
Straw-wrapper doilies.
Pennies glued to scratched CDs.
Cigarette butts in an orange plastic pill bottle.
Songs on YouTube.
Shirts with rips.
Stickers on Polaroids.
Soda-can flowers. Things like this.
Things like that.
Wetted temporary tattoos stuck to glass.
Pencil drawings of a TV show.
Newspaper hats!
Human beings, looking at their lives, fighting back!
Pushing hard against the tide of commerce and co-optation.
Living like geese on a golf course.
Stupid organic meals. Stupid rented real estate. Lame hacks looking hard.
Lame ducks looking up mates online. Planning an alternative wedding; rap and neo-folk.
Oozing.
Sleeping.
Aggregating RSS.
Breathing CO2.
Sharing pdfs.
Describing OBEs.
Feeding on spirit.
Hoarding details.