i'm just a pigeon

"Eh yo, I'm a black man with an African
Drum in my chest that beats on the opposite of the right
Let me know I got a breath left
In this frigid fragile capsule
That allows you to fly south before the winter winds trap you
I wrap my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch
So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss
I'm just a pigeon with one mile left
That doggy-paddles through this bullshit ocean of death
And these rags-to-riches words will break bones
Like the assassination of two birds with one stone
That's why I don't associate with bird brains with their beaks in the air
Pelicans with wide jaws yap names for fish heads
You'll get tossed in the flames
Where some ornithologist will find your skeletal frame"

 

a creation without bottom

 

What is open, is to be In a non-e

nding action, Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending actionWithout trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action,Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,What is open, is to be In a non-e

nding action, Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending actionWithout trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action,Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,What is open, is to be In a non-e

nding action, Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending actionWithout trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,Without profit nor victoryWhat is open, is to be

 In a non-ending action,Without trophy and without glory-

 A creation without bottom,

nyc/weird buildingz

random starocie

bardzo wczesna wersja czegoś co ma być fajne

bardzo wczesna wersja czegoś co ma być fajne i egzystować również w świecie poza wirtualnym 

#8 Pikolak/Złoty Wiek/Sweet and lowdown

Kraków 2012 (Zdjęcie zrobił Chmielu aka Karol Chmielewski)

Cyprian Godebski, Grenadier-filozof

#6 starz are out tonight

ConeyIsland/Kerouac/DjQuik

Coney Island, NYC 2010

Jack Kerouac, W drodze

#5 Vodka&Ayahuasca/Chinatown/Kalavela

Chinatown, Nowy Jork, 2010

Kalavela

#4 pope of dope/ gabriel garcia/ first of the gang with a gun in his hand

Kraków, 2012

G.G.Marquez, Szczęśliwe lato pani Forbes

#3 bejitchajim/moniza clavier/walkonit

Bodzentyn 2012

Sławomir Mrożek, Moniza Clavier

#2 husky/pornografia/to mamy w mysli

Bielany, Warszawa 2011

Witold Gombrowicz, Pornografia

wwa/miron/illa j

Praga, Warszawa 2011

Miron Białoszewski, Pamiętnik z Powstania Warszawskiego

Od dziś codziennie jedno zdjęcie, jeden cyt i jedna piosenka.