Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Zombini

Zombini. Next time interpretation crawls into the foreground shoot it in the head so it can’t keep trying to get you. Chorus of interpretation, likewise frontal specialties. I inebriate. The callous indiscriminate. The daisies in the window. The shop window.
This is good enough reason to carry a screwdriver with you in your front pocket for the rest of your life.

1 comment:

Clay Blancett said...

I AM THE GREAT ZOMBINI!