funny...
    i never thought
that there was anything
worth asking
        a curator for.
ha!
     to ask someone
to exhibit! yes!
   but a curation?
i'm sure that asks
for someone who's;
    dead... right?!
hmm...
         a presence online...
i'm just a cloud
jotting along with
what might come my w...
   ah!
   the odd curiosity!
he he he...
   good thing
i never made it to
holywood...
         but i had to ask:
why the need to
become so self-conscious
to regard a demand
for a curator?
    i might seem like
a Frankenstein monster
asking the question,
but why?
        i love the western
commonwealth and
the american tourist retreat
of england, france, spain:
mind you,
i know that germany
is a bit risky...
             ooh!
    what doesn't sell
falls into a gutter:
and what falls into a gutter...
     mind the man
who's neighbour butchered his
pet cat,
   and who walked into
a graveyard and hacked
off a piece of grave
and laid his pet's ashes
into a freshly-dug grave
above a hacked-off
grave-stone:
      smirking at his
neighbour:
                        now you.
you know...
over the past few months?
all i've heard
is...            silence:
the guilty really know
how to: preach.