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Low Urinal in Corporate Setting

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009

Mystery exists, stillness expounding.

all corporate business etc restroom ? //MALEtype restrooms – low urinal.

But HWHY?

Ridiculous.  Who is this low urinal designed for?  A child?  But no children work in corporations, or if they do, I never see them.

Handi-capable? A private room is reserved for their whimsy.  No low urinal is needed.  Plus, no loading dock.

Extremely short people or people with very short legs.  Tall torso’d people with feet attached directly at the knee.

If I go into a bathroom, and some dude is messing around at the regulation height urinal, I am not going to use the low urinal.  Fuck that!  I may as well be pissing on the floor.

Heinrik in the stall stands on the toilet bowl and laughs with glee hands fingers curled around the top, just tangent of his flatcutt.  He’s a wrathful idiot.  He doesn’t know either.  Asked him.

Kicked the door in and grabbed him by plaid bow-tie.

Is it a policy meeting?  Disaster Recovery?  Does an engineer make specification?  Fat rich men paying the low urninal cash / lobbyists?

Are there lunar urinals in low-space?

At the horizon stretch of black hole light dazzling is low urinal, floating, bending time.

spitting lotto chunks

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

i am wanna kiss the chunks of lotto vomit

can you help me?

i want to LUCKY sucker

i want long

i gonna graspping the all numbers plus one number

is it a forecast? am i to winning?

get me flash pot

Lucite Box Anxiety

Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

Wonder where the lobe has gone rounding? Buzzy-face foundlings in a deep depth corner, scabs runny eggs burned out mud, cravonity, frog-lapped.  saw a pair of chaps at the auction today.  fuck it. crawled inside a lucite box behind Rondy’s magnificent corpse-car.  i lay there on a pile of folded beer cases.  Oh, the majestic hours and the trembling drunken misfits malingering by the sea dunes, centuries.  historical, planetary insane anxiety.  rolled over, wept and fell asleep.  silt-a-whael