tv is a murmur in the background a wallpaper whitenoise ratsnot dribble and these dumb days its proof of Life ~ i am not tuned into the right frequencies ( dials jammed on 1979 ) for its hamfist subliminal shopping prompts and i dont need a new sofa or copycat hatchback every weekend anyway do i ? ~ anyway as long as i can just lay here just lay stretched and still floating in my own still water for an indefinite while its all pretty much ok with me ~ proof of World / Life is a muffintop of information corporate drool in a coffee bucket wait - information ? more like windows left open on a 21stC bedlam or a future museum exhibit demonstrating and lamenting our moneymind whitegood techturd gurning faux-need ~ so i lay i stretch out tv on - just a shitty kind of weather stretched out listening to the water pipes cough and the hooves of tiny horses running in there stretched out listening to her in the kitchen making a pie singing a song swearing at bugs stretched out in a freezeframe pm picture of sofa bliss with a knee rug and my sicknote peace