There is...
No time...
To Find ...
A rhyme...
Did you see...
The Irony...
In that...
verse and line...?
If you are seeing this blog, then artist Chris Dooks has allowed you Holy Access to this unedited home of words, phrases, pictures and scribbles that form the undulating content of his excreta. This is the embryonic place where all that detritus is collated.
1 comment:
it's full of all sorts of material from the far end of the periodic table
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