Found art is it art or is it found art? Art is what you make it. Or they make it. Artist is someone who is in love with art. Love and hate are bedmates. Significant others. Combination. Companion. Partner.
What the hell. What the heaven. Even steven. Seven up. Fast forward. Complex. Simply divine. Outre.
What is the word for a partner who is a significant other who is a lover and a fighter? Amour? Girlfriend. Manfriend. Signifcant fooling around partner. Fuckbuddie. #3. Lover station. Magnet. Folie. Foil. Friend in arms. Patron of the arts of love. Direct companion. Desirable other. Wanted. Wanton. Wifflebait. WalMart crack seeker. Sicko. Dicko. Jasper Spatic and the Doo Doo Chasers. Dolomite. Mitzi and Meanie and Miney and Moo. Vast attack. Wanton harlot. Slut. Seeker of Truth, and Wizzard of the Delta.
Vavavoomer, Boomer and Blam, Wham, Thank you Mam... Who dodge you trust? Where is the gage, Mort? Utter logic. Swiss cheese holier than Brau. Meister, Meeny Miney and Moe. Wanna wanna deep insidious... Hole latte love.
Led it bee, flower in the wall. Out of site, holy wall, wailing and slapping and full of fun house. Crumbles and kites and runners in the night. Wheel ferries and swishers in the temple bowl of time, swirl on in one direction or another, depending on which side of the earth you are on. You are what you wanna be, which you were, but now, and then, sometimes you meet a stanger, in the night when only touch works.
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