You know that artist who likes to pile up trash in the corner of all the hip galleries?
Well Art imitates Life
Last night it was a drunk trash heap slipped on left hip at the late night opener.
Treasures are being assessed at my house
Keep it, chuck it,
Remember this?! yeah... keep it, chuck it.
A spring clean, a clean spring....deep cleanse
If I let go will i have nothing?
Oh yeah that's right I imagined we were friends
and we were
Until another super hot babe showed up...
your nothing unless your a gem or a super hot babe...
..the music teacher adopted four children....
the second adopted, a strapping, strong young man now
left as a boy
returned
He picked his tiny frail mother up by the ankle and while she flailed about upside down
he teased asked her
what was for dinner?
true dinks
i kid you not.
I'm your treasure
