Tuesday 27 October 2009

A Cry for Help (Note Post, Vol.1)

New carpet. When you've got new carpet, you can pretend you're a celebrity.
Lay it down and admire your handy work. Draw on yourself with chalk and act like nothing happened.
You're alone with the carpet, but that doesn't mean it has to be about sex.
Sometimes you're the only person to notice the carpet.
Everybody else just walks over it like it isn't there.
You see the carpet - you wish you didn't. It perverses things. The carpet hides the truth.
The truth is in the wooden panelling. Some say the proof is in the pudding, but this is a lie.

The proof is in the panelling

Roll up the carpet. What do you get? Nothing.
Pry up the panelling. What do you get? Everything.

You get the mayor's Sunday vest. You get as much dust as you can eat.

The proof is not in the pudding.