Wednesday, August 05, 2020

COSMIC SLEEPY WINTER LIGHT VISION

REPETITION WITHOUT BOREDOM MIGHT NOT BE CONSIDERED REAL ART BY THE SPECIALISTS

COSMIC WINTER IN RIO DE JANEIRO

MYSTICAL STATISTICAL ARTERIAL BLOOD VISION

DRAG RACING ON THE ORBIT OF MARS

COSMIC BUBBLE GUM CALLIGRAPHIC SKIN VISION

COSMIC TROPICAL HOT DOG STAND PORTAL

COSMIC ECTOPLASMIC VENOUS BLOOD AURA

COSMIC SHINY SILVER DEATH APPROACHING SANDSTORM

COSMIC VISION SANTIAGO SHROVE TUESDAY ANCIENT AMPHORA

SOME SORT OF GEOMETRIC ART STATEMENT

MEANINGLESS EMPTY SMILE

ICE AGE DREAM COCONUT PIZZA

DESERT SANDS OF A DISTANT MOON DURING A COFFEE BREAK

THERE AIN'T NO CURE FOR THE FRANKENSTEIN BLUES

WHEN THE CHEESE SAW THE LIGHT

COLOR FIELD PAINTING DRAFT BEER

COASTAL PLAIN MINIMALISM

SAVANNA MINIMALISM

MEAN-LOOKING GIANT SPACE INVADER FROG

GOLDEN EYES OF ECSTATIC DEATH SALAD GREENS

IN SEARCH OF LOST SHOCKWAVES

MAYONNAISE MARIA

FLUFFY MINIMALISM

PERSISTENCE OF MOD SUBCULTURE

THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE ISLE OF THE DEAD

UNFILTERED BIRDS

BEFORE THE GREAT SCHNITZEL IN THE SKY

SPACE AGE MICARETA DREAM

BOOKS ACCIDENTALLY BECOMING ABOUT POINTILLISM

SENSING THE GHOST OF A SKYSCRAPER

INSIDE A NEW ROMANTIC VIDEOCLIP

NUDE FROM THE WAIST UP BLUES

SUGAR BLUES SISTERS

HORSESHIT LATITUDES

SOCIAL DISTANCE STREET

SATOLEP CITY OF THE MIND

SUNSHINE OF YOUR QUARANTINE

COSMIC LONELINESS BACK STREET VIEW

Tuesday, July 07, 2020

SPY COMEDY FOR ADULTS ONLY SO BUZZ OFF

The Lights Uncanny

The lights uncanny
With each lane I cross
A different memory
A different loss

I try to kill
My lonesome heart
As I step on it
With my shopping cart

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Right

This aint gonna end up well she said after our first kiss. She was right.

Monday, May 11, 2020

ONE MORE TIME AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME (TELEGUIDED ABSURDIST FOOT MASSAGE)

One more time again for the first time
All the imaginary death loving nuns
Teleteatro do absurdo on demand
Foot massage party online

REAL COMEDIANS AND GREAT FUN TO WORK WITH

AMAZONA IMAGINA ONLINE

AMAZONA IMAGINA ONLINE queria que eu fosse o seu cavalo. Fui inclusive mais ainda. Mas o que era doce se acabou. Fim do conto.

Saturday, April 25, 2020

THE SPIRIT IN MY DREAM SAID POEM

The spirit in my dream said
You don't realise you're dead
Seeing yellow instead of red
You're pissing blood
And as a poet
You're not a good one
Just a hasbeen
Chicken
Hack