Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


“Tonight”, she said, “we leave here.”
We leave here for sure.
I’m still waiting here.
I can’t keep waiting for her.
— Jane Jensen, Blank Sugar

sushi time

Later on we were talking and you charmed me
sign me up I’m enlisting in your army
swept me off my eyes and undercovers
close to you and I didn’t want another
— The Dollyrots, Nobody Else

Oh, Sushi Heaven!