Script from Pictures for Children


I DRAW PICTURES FOR CHILDREN OF ALL AGES

I dunno nuttin’ about nuttin’ but I thought I heard them say:
ANYTHING YOU ENJOY IS A STATEGY FOR OBSESSION
I THOUGHT I HEARD them say

what about pulsation pleasure sensation presence and the other thing?
What about the earth is round and turning and sensual and giving forth without judgement and things like that?
what about wherever dreams collide with reality there is body odor?

i am seeing with the childs eye: this chopping, this cutting, this making a mess, this feeding

nothing should ever be considered out of the ordinary
nothing is random and is therefore everything ordinarily
therefore everything shakes in nothingness quite normally
present tense, was what I was meaning like earthquakes
past is buried with wolves.
future is the way mist’ll settle on yr window
future is the window mist’ll settle on your way
future is the window way mist’ll future on your settle…
(SILO IN)
there are moments that occur when and where you decide i decide
to give a damn to give a fuck to give a rats ass!!!
Action plants a seed
builds a fire AS AN ARIA
cuts the throat (spit in hands)
birds occupy the impenetrable thicket with the hare
hey! what’d they say the shape of this place was again? (SILO OUT as turning)

I saw the echo hit the water
had to tiptoe under the headed pillow
to reach the gun
murmur assunder
I heard the mirror shift its eye
and dwindled backward and dwindled backward. I’ll never understand how my footprints got covered along the way. The possum was already dead
nothing is really square especially if it’s existing
the luckiest thing i ever did was sitting in a muddpuddle
I live in a house over and out no new way out long walk out send me out
Over and under do not enter nobody’s home call back tommorow
Sorry, we’re closed watch your step beware of dog
BEWARE OF MAN BEWARE OF MAN
Lost and found road work ahead please call again
With a blue tarp and a heart warped harp UNPLUMB AND JOLLY NUMB!!!
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO TO GET OUT!!! (singing laughing grinning)
(SONG BEETOVEN dance to solution Stooges (penetration) ( )

song
please don’t tell the doctor
that I can talk to plants
cuz I might not get my medicine
don’t tell the doctor
that I’ll never
go to see him
please don’t tell the doctor that
I DON’T FUCKING NEED HIM TO TEEEEEELLLLLL ME ABOUT MY DIS-EASE

I’m doin alright I’m not complaining I make mine just like
anybody else gambling with time and comin’ with tricks from water to air
I’ts a specialty, gotta have a specialty nowadays, and it do’t matter
if I get paid for it or not because NOTHING makes sense to me
so i’m dangerous im dangerous i’m dangerous
no I didn’t say hiv hiv hiv hello I’m vulnerable yer dead if yer not vulnerable
I’m not talking bout bein Hiv
I’m talking about mode of transportation through the wilderness of the
Grand death campaign baby where do you go? Look at us somethins got us
Runnin around fuckin’ silly!!!! Where do you go? I’m talking about paint brushes and paint and pens and garbage and bycicles goneracing and wretchin
And shit you ain’t gotta look through a screen to reach Fucking wheels man!!
DON’T ALLOW THE BEAST TO SINK IT’S TEETH FRIENDS
You changed your number without telling me. And it’s onpublished ta boot. How could you? Blisternuk. SKITTLEWART boohornyWho went DOO-DOO on my shoe
And made me anger. And that’s what happened to Swarthfellow too.
Zoological circumstances. There are sounds and words and pictures
Around that not only bite they FEED…
Egret is a cat. She is wild despite the Granfather clock framing
She is confined to
Molly is a dog. There is longing for the fields all about her face.there is a sister her name is Carla and she said
This city is ravenous.
Eating, gnawing away at my soul.
It hungers for the death of being.
Let the game be played…watching the wind blow through a caterpillars hairdo
The dancing little people who sparkle around fridaysdrag queen I like like them
I like Nudi Branchs-very outrageous- sea slugs and I like things that are see-throughand I build boats called Apaloosa cuz what I like is the animal
getting awayand i gotta go i gotta go i gotta go into the cracks to see for myself what’s up
in the swill of remembering there is an eye that see’s itself
become the ocean and the sky. Limbs are atoms and atoms are islands
the motion of all is one
silence is graceful silence opens the lock.
i came to the river i swallowed the current i am never the same again




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