Thoughts from a Sunday morning run around London, with reflections and comments on art.
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
dOCUMENTA (13) - VM roving reporter 3
We were at a party His ear lobe fell in the deep Someone reached in and grabbed it It was a rock lobster We were at the beach Everybody had matching towels Somebody went under a dock And there they saw a rock It wasn't a rock It was a rock lobster
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