when old people
like what i do
i make money
everything is wrong
nothing
is right
i hate new york
but i have to live here
i’m an artist
a cup of tea
too hot to drink
almost ready
the idea
of perfection
is imperfect
might have
might have happened
might have not
the best way
to organize stuff
get rid of it
if you are rich
and want to feel poor
move to new york
flight to japan
six hours passed
eight more to go
butter bacon
chili chocolate
double dip
oh no
forgot to buy
avocados
i said it before
i won’t
say it again
woke up
from a deep nap
sweaty and confused
sun coming up
first one at the pool
few drops of rain
trying not to
end up
having to
i really love
how trees move
in the wind
excuse me
do you mind
just a second
what to do
what to say
where to go
big room
big window
big view
if you’re not
early
you’re late
thank you
for making life
wonderful
make stuff
sell stuff
buy stuff
dear fried egg
you could have been
a chicken
don’t want
this
want that
if you don’t
drink water
you will die
doing something
doing something else
doing something
i dont need
a studio
i need a pool
low battery
five percent
remaining
gradually
then suddenly
the urge to poop
the only thing
better than money
is more money
am i evil
for buying things
on amazon
city noise
a gentle breeze
passing through