Title
TEXTiles
Subject
Computer art
Description
Blue, green, yellow, and white text on a dark background. Text reads:
"I would like to be in the pine, not here. I feel rambunctioius.
All I need is something to cool me down, something to prot
ect me from the rash of brothers your family sports. I read
books, but I don't start at the beginning any more, I go right
to the middle. I absorb the fantasy, and once in awhile I sti
ck my nose into the real world to pose a question: How can
the blind champion dart into the sky entrancing with caution
the princess who has not grown up? You've gotta rehearse
it like a standup comic at night if you want the women to go
for it. Don't make a mistake. The music will stop, and you'll
be left moving on the field like a nerd -- course, crude. So
metimes I think of the coral and her hair. I wonder what gru
eling beam it is that combs it. It doesn't matter if she stays
in the water and gets kicked around by the effort of the wa
ves, but a tart is what she'll look like if she joins the others
at the ball. Would she wear anything at all? I'm not sure. I
got these words at a garage sale, and rather than erasing
them right away, I thought I'd grind away at them a little to
see if their aura came clean. It's easy to switch to the "cou
ntry blub" batch, but now I've got the paper turned around,
and it inpsired me to use these crayons. They flutter electr
ically in my hand, but I'm baffled as to how many I can put
in one place. The pictures, though, the pictures they make
with you as the model! But, you know what? It's too good t
o last. You are such a smart ass male."
"I would like to be in the pine, not here. I feel rambunctioius.
All I need is something to cool me down, something to prot
ect me from the rash of brothers your family sports. I read
books, but I don't start at the beginning any more, I go right
to the middle. I absorb the fantasy, and once in awhile I sti
ck my nose into the real world to pose a question: How can
the blind champion dart into the sky entrancing with caution
the princess who has not grown up? You've gotta rehearse
it like a standup comic at night if you want the women to go
for it. Don't make a mistake. The music will stop, and you'll
be left moving on the field like a nerd -- course, crude. So
metimes I think of the coral and her hair. I wonder what gru
eling beam it is that combs it. It doesn't matter if she stays
in the water and gets kicked around by the effort of the wa
ves, but a tart is what she'll look like if she joins the others
at the ball. Would she wear anything at all? I'm not sure. I
got these words at a garage sale, and rather than erasing
them right away, I thought I'd grind away at them a little to
see if their aura came clean. It's easy to switch to the "cou
ntry blub" batch, but now I've got the paper turned around,
and it inpsired me to use these crayons. They flutter electr
ically in my hand, but I'm baffled as to how many I can put
in one place. The pictures, though, the pictures they make
with you as the model! But, you know what? It's too good t
o last. You are such a smart ass male."
Creator
Ernst, K.S.
Publisher
University at Buffalo Libraries. Poetry Collection.
Date
2007
Rights
Copyright K.S. Ernst and used with permission. For more information contact the Poetry Collection at lpo-poetry@buffalo.edu.
Format
Image/jpeg
Language
en
Type
Still image
Identifier
LIB-PC013_016
LIB-PC013
Date Created
2017-12-13
Is Part Of
K.S. Ernst Collection
LIB-PC028
Medium
Digital File
Original Format
Digital Art
Physical Dimensions
4˝ x 4˝
Collection
Citation
Ernst, K.S., “TEXTiles,” Digital Collections - University at Buffalo Libraries, accessed November 15, 2024, https://digital.lib.buffalo.edu/index.php/items/show/88838.