Samo Samo

rickety rickety rickt the bird in the treetop says my reflection in the window sickens me saxophone swings on such an unswinging record oh shit this is nothing i have womanly hands chirp chirp again birds again one just now sounded like machine gun fire birds movements are fast was watching some birds today searching for worms their necks move quick it would be funny if we could move like that so what does all this mean nothing like much of a day dull dull dull as dull as women i see most of the time damn dull if someone wrote about me they would put down descriptions of the most lame insignificant shit ah randy crawford does not sound good oh i want to watch a couple fuck it has been this fantasy of mine not really a fantasy just something new to do

Basquiat's crown Basquiat's brick wall