NAKED OPENING LINE (# 74,952)
This post has been written in stages of getting dressed.
With each sentence I have put on an item of clothing.
One sock off makes me lean to side of the sock that’s on.
I’m not sure why I’m doing this until I turn round to see Constance, a work of art by my best friend.
In this performance piece she undresses and dresses while a drummer drums.
I thank you Jonathan Ellery for inspiring me this morning.
Even if you’re still asleep.
If this is to become a novel, I will be wearing around 20,000 items of clothing by the time I’m done.
Or dead.
Through suffocation.
October 16, 2009
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