Deze middag in de Recyclart bar.
by lucas dewaele
Als malligheid een podium krijgt tussen stilte en ijskoude, kiezen woorden mij om één gedicht te schrijven. En daarna nooit meer.
Have some objects
I can say more if I don’t know.
Sometimes I wish there is someone
doing exactly what I do, vacuum cleaners,
building class of objects,
maybe it would happen
in this sculpture class
Mistake to be there
I think my interest
there’s a life in it.
more questions
surrealism
Koons
Jeff
A great opportunity is coming back tomorrow
Not.