Brevity by Dan Thompson for May 02, 2013
May 01, 2013
May 03, 2013
Transcript:
Woman: well, no if Im going t be honest, I do not understand you. In fact I can't make to a single word you say. Book: IDJT
A paragraph from a randomly selected page:
“Bag of corpsegas sopping in foul brine. A quiver of minnows, fat of a spongy titbit, flash through the slits of his buttoned trouserfly. God becomes man becomes fish becomes barnacle goose becomes featherbed mountain. Dead breaths I living breathe, tread dead dust, devour a urinous offal from all dead. Hauled stark over the gunwale he breathes upward the stench of his green grave, his leprous nosehole snoring tothe sun.”
This is what passes for great literature in an age that lauds frauds who splatter paint on a canvas and call it art.