Sophie jung

Come Fresh Hell or Fresh High Water

Hang the fuck in there.
Right in there you get to hang up your
Dreams
your dreams and your dreams
your ---tell me other things
dreams?
Or your dreams.
Your dreams your dreams and your dreams?

Listen, if you can think of something other than dreams,
There is a guest book at the front desk, you could just write
Hang up your – colon – dot dot dot
dreams for example.
Or, I don’t know, dreams? Your dreams or your dreams. Anything! Your dreams or your dreams.

Everbilt a structure struck by how
Nothing is
Everbilt a system so brutal it blinds a newborn within 21 seconds?
Everbilt a filmreel that shows nothing but water?
Everbilt a construction using steal steal steal away home?
I ain’t got long to stay here.
As rust causes it to expand and brutalizes any concrete strategy, any concrete plan.
Any concrete vision of breakdown into water, cement and lime
Lie me flat down upside down and I will not talk. I will now not now I will now speak.

More on that in precautionary tales
tucked in and running.
{proove to audience it is possible by exposing velocity and lack
of tail} blaze and trail base
d on research. Based on gut.
Better based on gut.

And the flood. The tears the flood the tears.

Presumably.
His presumably.
About the melting pay caps.
Presumably.
About the increased oil price.
Presumably.
I get it, that is a shame.
Having to pay public sect
Or having to pay full stop
pouring or you will
oilblot
spill and you fold.
You spill and you fold
You spill and your folded note saying
“I never meant to etc I didn’t know etc” is to be related to as object not subject
ed to scrutiny. Why?
Your writing is too sweaty to be read. The ink pen slipped before the executive ordeal
me another hand over the folded bit of paper:
your line is so shaky I can’t hear what you’re saying.


And so we gather, guess and keep ourselves to ourselves because
“human”
because “nature”
also because “animal”
and “abstract”
because “clothing” and “fire”
and fire and other fire
keeps us apart.


Me, I am more of a savings person, myself. Disgreed just common come on sense, come back and take over for a minute I need to pee. One aspect of a discreet and very complex identity we all had to forge out for our selves and our shelves, strategically placed for the odd visitor.
Apart men. Those particular. Men that go under general items. Go under based on. Go over our distinct features with a
Mark her pen her words: this is not sustainable.

Apart meant I am somewhat of a savings person and yet 50% of people in the UK
And yet 49% of people in this country.
And yet 51% of people in our country
Plasterborded up all the entrances to all the shops to
ALL THE SHOPS apply for universal
credits me with having a fine voice despite croak
room with a view to fogetting earlier incidents with a view to increasing your purchasing pow err
pow pow err
with a view onto thriving market towns commisioned as spray painted visuals among vacant cubes and vacant stairs.
Vacant stares, just don’t blink.

That’s how you train yourself.
That’s how the railway spy the railroad spine figures out where to attack next.
Drill a hole and repeat:
Ah, I can see nothing and feel myself no more, ergo we must hurt the most vulner
Able to hurt the most vul
Canic explosions by telling them they can have it ¬–smile, bleach, floss, bleach– and then switching off their gas. It’s easy.
No eruptions predicted.

It’s called energetic stake out.
It’s called energetics take out the last one standing on anything publicly owned.

Close your eyes and think of borders. Open them again and all bord errs
Have gone have not gone. It doesn’t work that way.
Err or
close your eyes the fluorescent lied about bright nes
Café to help you open your eyes. Open them.
O!Pen!Them!
Ah, you’ve seen it already. Sorry.
The damage is done.
Flood defencing the area, off off your of
fensive land’s been drowned. I knocked. I was going to place a strategic bag or two but over the years
over the years the many years of seven refused entries a trickle trickle down
has destroyed your
crop this.
crop crop.

10’000 bce mesopotamians used eyeliner to proctect themselves from the desert sun.
the deserted sun, that slightly lonely –but not addressing the underlying issue– sun.
We have gone. Some of us. The ones it liked best and some others. Gone. The fluffy ones and the slippery ones. Gone.

It’s hot.
Film reel’s burned it really has burned a hole in my bucket dear thingy dear thingy a hole in my bucket dear thingy a hole.
Not ideal for trying to get the mud flood out of our back garden.

Eye liner or bin liner
Cruise liner or bruise, fine, her
skin is that type, probably.
{not the shrug. Avoid the shrug}
or lie in her shadow and bask.
Or ask:
What HAS the world come to?

Degrees are now bought. Maaa’aaaam. Bought.
On an ever upward sliding
scales are scrubbed off. Their value is high and higher.
It’s hot. There’s a bit of death around.

I would agree to degree. I mean I am ok with
Degreasonable measures:
I accept that my wife need not keep her lights on when reading. One reads in ones head.
I don’t accept that my boy can’t have his automo
Bile and more bile. There is nothing left to throw up on the table.
Vehiqually reasonable that a worker has to worker has to worker has to work her
To the point of a shrug.
That shrug.

{show that specific shrug}
I disagree.
{Help Sophie Jung get more signatures. Mention guest book at front desk}

Fact: insisting on sandbagging you is the least efficient way to hold onto your partner.
{Oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear}

To level to ditch, to dig and to drain:

I will build a bunker of my own.
I will bold bolden bolder a bonker of my own
Bonk hers and you’ll have us to deal with!

It’s hot.
Also:
Not having a uterus does not prevent you from gaining acces to hys
Tear, yah, I saw it it was pretty fucking male. It was pretty fucking white.
It fell onto home turf and evaporated into mist
Err mist her getting off the plane, that glorious glamourous sight.
Histearial shots show the degree of devastation and. You shrug.

Water damage as a look, look: insurance lawyers for you
Ah, no not you. Soz

Category 1
Clean water

Category 2
Grey water

Category 3
Black water

You wait and you weight and you wade across fields, cow slips of the tongue I mean cowlicks used to grow here, remember, but not today, not now, his tear ya also referred to as
Shell shocked at what might happen to you so you climb the highest tree and hold.
Eyes ripped open. Lids folded over and under. You hold.
Cow licks her lips before changing her mind and opting out of revenge and into saving every last creature left.
Yes. That’s what they’re like. Feel bad now? You should.
Eyes ripped open. Lids folded over and under. You hold

One epic hold. Me and the sleuths.
Me and the sleuths.