Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

dean had his gesticulations down to an art steve-saw (he hosted dino and me) brought the good liquor i had my share and maybe a couple of other people's i'd never read in front of anyone, so it helped doreen was there and sorta saved my ass, nervousness-wise dan cuddy, carol bindel, wireman i wish i...

i like this very much

it does make a poem
though it could be a straight transcription from a language lesson, too
mavro kai aspro

it's okay, we all fall in love with an elephant now and then

'They cut moons into both of his cheeks.'

'I never know what to do around cleavage. It looks you in the eye...you have to look back, right?'

i'm slightly disturbed
wait, that could stand by itself
let me start over

i'm slightly disturbed
by facebook selling me the
group 'crone anarchy'

it would be thrilling
if they breathed in and out, asked
'could you repeat that?'

hahahah
what a video
and what a financial strategy

neighbor's pounding nails
again - what if i pound back
in the same rhythm

baltimorese confused the hell out of me when i first got there droodle park and pa'erson park and hollandtown i landed on regester st in the point memorizing names - gough, bank, eastern, fleet lots of skipjack employment bars, restaurants, discarded syringes, stray cats painted screens, crab parts ...

mnaz, i love your description i'd like to see that parade 'and here, coming around the corner a group of - what would you call those, marcus? - aha, the band of suits, right. - led by an improbably orange man and wait a minute, what are we seeing, did his hair just - no, no, it's settled back down.'...

my usuals must be the abridged version
or the 'ku version

jimmy get off my plate

i had no idea this (the contest, your thread) was happening! thanks

a friend and i sort of collect, or make up, or point out lines that could start a story mostly absurd but not always there really aren't rules - it's a 'know them when you hear them' situation like: there's linguini everywhere or the slugs were gone this morning or the garbage truck sings like a mon...