An Art Show Called Art Show

This is the plan.

This is not a poem or a fiction.

I will not try to make this happen, so there's a ninety nine percent chance this will not happen.

Your alarm goes off at six p.m. You are hungry for hors d'œrvres and white or red wine. You leave your apartment and drive to the gallery. It is sparingly attended.

Each room is white and brightly fluorescent. 

Room 1.

Abigail

She sits on a simple old brown wooden chair on a 4 by 4 feet platform that is 8 feet tall, an old typewriter on a similar platform in front of her. To the right of it is a stack of blank sheets of paper taller than the platform. She cranks them through the typewriter one by one. They fall hopefully all over the place. The room is 16 by 16 by 16 feet. The openings of the rooms are 4 by 8 feet. The walls are 1 foot thick. 

Room 2.

Man 1

The room is 10 by 10 by 20, the walls with openings are 20 feet. He sits on a white plastic folding chair at a white plastic folding table with 2 fax machines on it, against the far wall, right of the opening. He faxes blank pages back and forth. 

Room 3.

Man 2

In a 20 by 20 by 20 room, he walks along the walls. When he passes the outlet on the far wall, he plugs or unplugs a pink neon sign lying face up on the floor by the right wall. It says Art Show in cursive.

Room 4.

Magda

Paper sculptures of trees are all over the walls and halfway over the ceiling. Paper leaves are all over the floor with a little dirt. When you enter, she walks up close to you staring at your face, curious or scared, and follows you. There is a red exit sign above a door that goes to the alley behind the gallery.

- The gallery is in the middle of a strip of connected buildings in an almost central dense area. The front is plain with a big window. On the wall in black is An Art Show Called Art Show. 

Dyan Nyad

I am writing a movie.

The movie is writing a book.

The crows sit on scarecrows in a costco in america.

Maybe 1 or 2 leaves left themselves on the

Oak tree branches above our heads.

Scary can be midwinter can seem you.

Drowning is too tired, as not paying attention

Can be ever blacker, like forgetting. 

Hallucinate for her sake, green seaweed 

In the right time;

I imagine in all the night 

To wait to not be eaten

One crouches twigs poke

Human of age

Holding record

Worth the attention

Then we saw American Fiction, one of our favorite ones. 

Schmoozy Bacon in Immortal Maple

 Nighttime star

Slapstick primal schism

Engineer years in the taking.

Jimmy dances for the opera. 

Bernstein is the maestro. 

The Bittersweet Anchor

 Blueberry spinster

Long-Term Effect of Death

I probably have

All the signs

And ideas. More skree 

Drifts tease me im-

Patiently toward

Precocious balance:

The point of the natural 

Sharp schist higher than

The bristlecone spindles.

They scan for cancers.

I elude the obvious. 

Preternatural hunks

Of flush, troparian, clean 

out affectionately my

Translucent microcosmic films.

Astroturfing

Astroturfing

My bluegrass chirping,

I need your lerving.

Come back to haunt me.

This is a story about a shitty politician. He thought he could do what he wanted, exchanging easy favours for big ones.

His name is Barden McCryme. He needs a person to help break his cycle of evil. 

JB Guide

 Live somewhere where rain is a miracle 

Outside doses proclaim the freedom of everone 

Dole green monkey habit bequeathin' beseechment 

Nu bodies

Tropictropic trope I sanitise our sanity

Jellybeans asmr rewrite special books

Demon filet barbiturate sedative 

Alleviate brown meaning

Moo movie

Moving to the new land 

Opposite fire inside

The End

-

 I do not feel well . . ?

A pop cap in a wheel well

Caught a cat walkin' on a road sale.

A Tin man drank a pale ale.

No one safe will survive 

Prostitute sex in '45.

-

Dote schemer

               Don't 

           make  me

    mis un der stand.

Lives impacted, improved, approved, accepted 

invested. 

 

 I am already bored about thinking about what ever you are talking about  . . .

 Wait, wait, don't tell my body it's still alive

Mental Health

     Half european feature motion picture film

" I lose my mind.

It is so sad because it is so stupid."

I carry a bowl of dog food with my pajama pants around my ankles, shuffling through the tv room in the near dark.

A woman named magda sits on my hard lap.

His name is Gem he is I.

His penis is like an orphan otter.

It's full of blood and muscles and bones

Magda has angelic black hair

She is thirty three years young

She crucifies herself and every other human who has ever existed every every time

Her lips are almost red

She speaks of the prophecy as if it were a joke

Her penis is allongated eleven times the normal l ength

I am sitting while I am pacing back-and-forth in the converted Garage and my elbows are dancing on the floor while they are waiving in the middle of the air

The end and now

 I am speaking without stopping. 

And now my life is over. 

And now I am pouring out the face that I have read about in my own face. 

And I open my face like a newspaper or a novel.

 That has been printed by Mr. Goodenberg and Steve cut his nipples off with a razor blade and he sends them to Nancy down on the farm

 and she plants them 65 m under the Earth.  

And the Earth spins like a spinning top 

and it takes itself off of the fabric of space-time 

and flies up into the real space. 

For God is living and he knows how to live.

 Because he invented everything. 

And now we go back to space where we were always born. 

Now is the time where I can think and walk on my own tummy. 

 It's good to die. It is good to live.

 It is good to have a best friend who never, ever knows who I really am.

 What will we do? 

What should we do? 

I don't think I can be sane.

I don't think I can be exiiistence

   Crucify the girl silent all these years.  " - Tori Amos

Magic magic agic agic gic ic ic thethethe ga gath gather gatherin Gathering

 Sweeper Post Miss Air

Legendary Land

Changeling for non-basic land types

Reveal this and another land from your hand: Put a land from your hand onto the battlefield under any player's control.

Young Sap     1g

Creature - Treefolk Mutant

Young Sap doesn't untap during your untap step.

Xg, t, tap an untapped permanent: Tap or untap target permanent with mana value X. Its controller taps or untaps a different target permanent.

1/4

Remembered Zeal Kin        U

Creature - Merfolk Kithkin Shaman

When Remembered Zeal Kin is put into a graveyard or exiled from anywhere, 

Graveyards, hands and the battlefield phase out until the end of the next turn.

2/1

A Practice Block          3

Artifact - Equipment

3: Choose a creature. After this phase, its controller gets an extra combat phase, in which only the chosen creature can attack. If it becomes blocked or targeted, remove it from combat. Activate only once a turn.

T: Put a +0/+1 counter on target creature you control. 

Unmessed.         2w

Instant

Each player chooses a permanent type. Exile all permanents of those types until end of turn.

Ugly Dream     2bb

Sorcery

Amass 2

Sacrifice a creature. Discard a card.

Draw a card for each card put into a graveyard this turn.

Blush Fringe      4r

Legendary Enchantment             [Mythic]

When damage is prevented, put a charge counter on Blush Fringe.

When damage is dealt to a permanent, you may remove a charge counter from it or Blush Fringe. If you do prevent all but one of that damage.

T, put a charge counter on a permanent: Deal damage to target permanent equal to the number of counters on it.

 

Stupid Poet

           A book for reading

1.

I will be read.

I shall be read.

In that case,

Drive your Subaru or a Volkswagen wagon

Past beaches and oceans,

Whether the middles of mornings

Or afternoons or midnights. 

Self disinterest

Falls up the Mountain.

 Wake for a writing class

With a demi-famous author

Eat a muffin.

2.

 My face is literally freezing

To death

Absolute death

Actual Death

_

Admonished by a scholarly chancellor, I feigned a weakness to reprieve my situation.

Aether tumbled in my breast and cavity.

After a half hour, I phoned the last person I knew.

Agriculture seems my destiny.

Aha said the forgotten scientist.

Ail in the other winter.

Ajax spilled on the dining table.

A. Kaurismaki tapped his Akki lava runner for 2 damages.

Altar art saved München from Bavaria.

Amnesty made good on scheduled updates. 

An anal proctologist alphabetised their pens.

Apes are humans, if you didn't know.

Aoli tastes like cement.

A question for you,, who?

Arquette fabulously remained the central phigure of the after party.

Asshole, don't live like this.

At 3 after noons, suns set and rise.

Auburn settles up her money being born again.

Azure blood

Ayaka

Axial Age

Awe Stuck

A Very Average

I like to tunnel underground. 

I have no names when I'm never found. 

I like to go to my sister's house

When she goes away

On business

Or pleasure

Or both

At the same time. 

 

Don't piss on me; my love is gross.

My Life Is a joke; my penis is cold.

 Water on water

The water in the water

You make me expunge

All of my own face

A Girl Friend

 My personal girl friend: 

Auburn skin

Jet black hair , obsidian 

6 feet 1 inch tall

Between 150 and 175 pounds

Lived in Ohio for over 2 years 

Name is unusual, like Treesa or Edamame...

Between 5 years younger and 5 years older than I

Muscular, stronger than me, we can lift and carry each other

Loves all people

Respects and stewards nature

Orthodox Christian

Not too close with family 

Doesn't believe in pets

Likes to play games

Enjoys the same kinds of media as I

Reads 10 times more than I

Lived by herself for years 

Been to 10 countries

Never fears death

Volunteers

The healthiest person anyone can imagine...

I though I would not publish this but I an too proud of it and only a bit embarrassed (:

The end

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Vantablack is no longer the blackest black on the market: in 2019, a material was developed at MIT which absorbs 99.995% of light. This new material was unveiled by way of new artwork by Diemut Strebe, installed at the New York Stock Exchange, entitled The Redemption of Vanity. The piece consists of a single diamond, coated in this new, darkest material, thus appearing as an absolute void. 

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Life is boring as fuuuck;

We've got nowhere

to live or belong to,

Because life is

Boring as Fuuck.

My girl has two feet.

The Garden of Reconciliation

Jane sits on steel bench strips. Naked as every day, she wallows in her fascination at the tree leaves, lifts her fingers to flutter and playfully explore minutiae and whatisnot.

A six-foot black and gold snake hangs above her.

To be a man, is Non. She creates.

Her hair, skin and bone enflame and pits of darkness resorb and implode the supernova bodylife of the Enscribed human being...

This is a tale. Told as time

They ate the Snake and drank a bit too much sake;

Pumpkin seeds and almonds

Pepitas und Aleman

Now we are wrong

The Garden folded.

The east eats

The sun brain

Heats the Death

Warm inside

Your Home

I found this type

Still

Unimpressive gorges

Humble us to Your freedom

Please,

Pray graciously, 

I am 

Amen...

"We are fortunate to have so many members graciously willing to share their gardening knowledge."

Also ' Lily

  It's okay 

I, do not want to live ; do I want to be alive?

I do, want to kill myself -more like I just want to die now- butt it's okay :

Roses bloom and pose

The swell sky opens up 

Mana raintaps our meat and planet

Feed the Love 

With eggs and scarf nodules bull urine night on the town vain light waves

Derail hung graphic Logos 

Be born for soap box brian 

I impeach my undulating yess reminders

.

Cosmic Cowboy Written on a Military Helmet at the Top of a Closet

God's love never fades,

Never wanes,

Never fails to heal.

Varying degrees of tree bark

Saturation, Mary ann will marry

The swollen colour of vessels.

Scratch the deep Jade dull shine

Into The

Posthumous discovery

Of Thee Three in One

Alien question mark.

The End

At 2:thirty something in the morning 

 Here goes the real life I chose.

Here it goes 

the real life I chose.

I know I need to go

I know not how far.

My Friend, Our Time

My father. But I only other name ; my dreamer. The flame was then (within) my burning desire.

My slippers dirty black feet.  My dream catcher ; leave me to be love you the future. Whether or but there are weather permits. My family blowing down the roads Bactrian camel.  Sitting on my back breaking the camel through the eye of the needle.

My, my wisdom teaches for foreign children. Laser eyes try to read. Keep trying because it will become.  Ever more difficult for me and you today has really become. Today. My friend, do we risk to speak about the end? Now here goes the last of the rhyme. The rhythm has change. Are we gonna pray to them. Are we gonna stay awayk forever again?

Or noe.t.k.o.k.d.e.d.d.y.o.e.e.y.l.s.y.l.u.e.t.y.e.e.e.e.e.l.l.e.g.p.d.o.y.s.I.r.e.n.n.n.r.s.r.h.m.r.eeeeeehllllggknn.lloeeeetsdengyeyyyesstrttrroeueoeeremm.ttkeys

 Do all living things have senses?

What is conscious? 

Life?

 

Freeing Write

 I have lived in one zoo for eighty nine days

The astrological sign fell out of the sky onto my cranium.

It cracked in 9 skewers below my deck bursting with fungus that I drooled from my lips.

Now I may be feeling to sleepy ; I listen to jesse cox and dodger leigh...

Next year, I shall dip my pinky toe off the Earth and into the slowe. My crow's feet are dipping themselves under a bridge with no one's help....

You are my hero. I'm laying on my bloody posterior now The sky is full of my ceiling, and the Sun is tickling my skins.

... Truth begets dream files, now even all people 

Feast

Energy, Engagement, eternity

Banquet, blessings, betroth

All in Three

I wonder what life would be like if the internet never had any videos, images or graphics. People just read a lot on the internet and listened.

Do you miss me?

    I missed you.

But do you miss me now?

Do you wanna fuck me up

                      Or fuck me or

What do you wanna do?

. . . .

Pane Metaphor

I watched jessie through two windows.

He couldn't see me. It was much brighter outside.

His eyes/mind would only see the light from the window pane and reflection. 

I thought, This is a metaphor. When you're in the light, you don't usually notice the dark. When you're in the dark, You see the light, look to the light

Cruising for a Pop Soul R and B

I was cruising to find you,

Amusing, I knew, just a few.

Blackness, a comfort

Abounding in the rearview. 

Wherever you are in the dark, [bridge]

I hope you find the spark.

We were a'dancing moonlit trees.

Goodness embodied 

Making you and me

Stay alive in Three...

 I'll do that beach pretendin.

Making changes to my soul

Cuz it's a chore

Cuz it's a choice. 

Specific, Stupid Sweet Songs Are My Mind

It reminds me 

How strange it

Is to be a specific human

Thinking speaking singing 

This specific language 

In a culture or

An attempt or

Fallen rocks

Settled on a

Roadside,

Strewn dirt and native species.

I am maintaining. 

Dissecting and examining

helps us get through (to)

the other half of us.

Imagine that man

From America or the North

On a big stage with

Microphone and guitar.

I am Noah Kahan,

I'm the season and the stick.

I am Sam Temple,

I'm a grimace shake in a fortnite.

I am So Ohio and skibidi.

More important 

To having done everything 

To Arrive in Place

Not Much Else to Say

Well grown

Specific life