Category: s09 september 24/25

iceberg lean-to

i construct and unscrew, 

mucky pup grana podano iceberg lean-to

banana brought to the monkey puzzle tree party

interoception fails me, intercepted daily 

life in general is supremely () based

release back lever,

push the back backwards 

and it pings back forwards

yeah i’m bringing back sexy back

i was helping my girlfriend with some diy, mainly just getting in the way and slowing things down. we took a break and went for pizza on v. rd. very good pizza. the best in town. and for a side we got an iceberg grana padano lean-to. it wasn’t really a lean to. it was more of a pavilion of lettuce in a snowstorm of cheese. i took poetic licence.

then i read a sentence in a book about autism that said life in general is supremely socially based, which i laughed at due to the internet meaning of based.

then i played with my office chair and reflected on justin timberlake.

i postulate a remedy

i postulate a remedy that dismantles temporarily 

the apparatus of the mind that filter and sieve 

and obfuscate the things historic versions of the user 

have deemed to be unhelpful. 

the patient’s neuroplasticity is augmented,

the user returned to her pure, infantile character, 

unvarnished by cynicism, laughing at the creases on her fingers,

laughing and forgetting everything. 

available from all good doctors.

hello, welcome to the new month. i hope you enjoy the lines above, regarding a medicine that i think many people might enjoy. because you know, it’s wild out there on the mean streets.

just today, i was cycling down v. rd when a lunatic tried to kill me for no reason. he almost hit me at a junction, unintentionally but carelessly. i gave his bumper a wee tap with my hand to let him know i was there. he took this as an invitation to try again to kill poor me.

he then raced to try and hit me at the next road that the bike lane crossed over, but got there too late. so he reversed back onto the main road, and tried again, driving road onto the bike lane outside the post office. fortunately he didn’t get me. but he did get out the car to confront me – i obviously just raced away.

anyway, one of the posties got in touch with a photo of the vehicle. should i shop him?