An old man on the bus yesterday told me that all bunnies know something we don’t. If you dig a tunnel deep enough it’ll actually take you to Atlantis, not China. And the bus drivers there only accept juice and … Continue reading
by j p, May 23, 2002 0 comments
Time to get your pixelated gowns and tuxedoes back from the dry cleaners, swat the millennium bugs away with a Scientology magazine, polish your mouse, and for one day we can all remember our modems ain’t no shopping trolleys. Let’s … Continue reading
by j p, May 14, 2002 0 comments
Hook in the ceiling is for a mirrorball, you can tell the landlady. A miniature camera behind every mirrored panel for an artwork in progress you’ve dubbed ‘disco kama sutra’. Should keep her off your trail. Give you some space … Continue reading
by j p, May 14, 2002 0 comments
Paper waves cluttered the riverbanx like endless unfolding origami. A last goodbye, and she stepped into the paper boat. Then photoreal in the waves of paper, she grew giant like, or maybe I found where my zoom lens’d bean hiding. … Continue reading
by j p, May 14, 2002 0 comments
Slender gloved hands in my mouth, complimentary shades to undazzle the dentist lights, a healthy stream of nitrous oxide, and fish swimming in the convenient, overhead TV. Floating with tha fishes, I could wish that the stateside kru from www.honeygunlabs.com … Continue reading
by j p, May 14, 2002 2 Comments