Thursday, February 3, 2011

F L U X U S

See the sandwich.

Taste the soup.

Smell your breath.

Now here's the scoop:

You're a piece of art, my friend.

Do not deny, do not pretend.

Now you need to make a statement;

How about "I really hate mint"?

Push the envelope, Cezanne ;

With a zither mow your lawn.

Take a urinal to church.

Build a house with just fried perch.

Take a page from Dr. Suess;

Milk a bat and ride a moose.

Do not cry "I think he plucks us!"

{something else here besides Fluxus}

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