The Darwinian Evolution Of A Fish (Female)

Fig. 1 Original

Those aren't tails, they're legs.

Crescent moon cesarean scar - flippers like fountains. These are the forms of the Western written word.

Siren song left silly made packing unfortunate distortions. Institutions for the production of help for the sleeping body.

Fishing, not passing, like imaginable indifferent because. Prison-buildings waiting for a bar code.

Display stands mistake the theatre marquee and xerox nature by sitting down.

Fig. 2 1971

Barely cleaned up, but augmented fuller. Architecture like television. A Warhol head in happy relief. There are no memories of remnants like the spice of life. Landscape extracted as necessary. Filters, eternity, bookends like bodices. A preface to erasure: awakening the beautiful generic. An appear to catch a code on ice, at home, now just another one. Somehow the contents of space and lines merge to a fleeting method of sustainable symmetry. A wind like dry humps lumped against the screen that screams for more, and we pour another, off the menu to wash my car.

These feelings think they have their own emotions and cry like babies when wet.

Fig. 3 1987

A loss of eastern influence is confinement to proper nouns and grounds. The girl still spreads her fins (though waves for a cunt can't be entered like the surf). The pleasure of those not considered mawkish. A dummy from memory more alone.

You look terrible in that terrycloth symbolism.

I hate the smell of tuna in the morning.

It's hard to be a bottom when rubbing stubborn.

Manage the residual reality like myth controlled functional fragrance. Where the differences are tagged for reality. Numbered abandoned boundaries increasing for content of course. Restaurants of the future, within reason. How many things can be read in the span of an afternoon? Is there a way to be discreet while shopping?

If I lived on your street would you see me more than you do?

Fig. 4 1992

Everything is a form of losing if you say it is. Addiction like trademark'd stars and different ways to be furniture.

The loss of a navel made more naval only unable to sustain.

Two feet, flipping you off.

Fig. 5 2011

A lack of name as lack of selfhood, hiding, only known, hardly questioned, only known. Still, my friend says the underlying redundancy is like sleeping.

Only spreading, lacking, covered, unbelievable bend by being what isn't there.

There's barely anything left to take away.