Saturday, April 25, 2009

I give you a hamburger. There is a boy across the street with his feet lodged in the engine of a pink airplane. You smile and find yourself playing on strings at the fountain of life. There is a fish whose eyes are an abyss into the sky. You fall in and land on a large potato. The potato flies into a very surprised couch. Bill Gates flies overhead and crashes into a pink jetliner. A boy runs across an inverted pavement in shoes of the purest spleen. He slips on a particularly greasy banana into an airplane. His foot is stuck in its engine. I give you a hamburger.

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