Thursday, April 5, 2007

I dreamt I was going to do a public reading of my zombie poems and that I stuffed a jump suit with padding, taped a balloon with a marker face where a head should be, slapped a "HI I'm Dead" sticker on the breast pocket and danced with this creature the whole time I performed. Ryan's sculpture is, of course, much more sophisticated than what I dreamt of. But I think I'm smelling zeitgeist.

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