sleep deprivation inspires poetry

AIM IM with Murdock Scott

8/31/05, 4:37 PM
Katy Scott: la dee da
Katy Scott: la dee dee
Katy Scott: i hate powerpoint
Katy Scott: it sucks pee!
Katy Scott: … a poem by Katy Scott.

4:40 PM
Murdock Scott: Roundness of the ovals i create… shape of the egg shape of our labor, Point us in the direction of your dithered yet somehow seemingly translucent pixels. What is this power you so proudly proclaim? The power to chart our course… to chart our course and be led by a stick figure grotesque in features.

4:45 PM
Katy Scott: WOW
Katy Scott: that was…… beautiful.

Katy Scott: the body, tired and sore, finds respite for a brief sunlit moment, bathed in cool blue chlorinated life-giving fluid, flailing rapidly to avoid the Snake, oldest of the biblical life forms, and the floaty saggy titties of our elder mothers.
Katy Scott: a poem entitled “From 6 p.m. to 7 p.m. Tonight”, by Katy Scott.
Murdock Scott: hehe
Murdock Scott: what about work!

Katy Scott: the body, tired and sore, sits its ass down in a leather desk chair at 7:30 p.m., typing, typing. for hours on end the body types, shadows, places, creates, until it is a dried husk at 2 a.m. and falls hollowly into bed, until the cycle begins again.
Murdock Scott: Magic worky, worky. worky elves worky elves, Magic worky elves.

4:50 PM
Katy Scott: (magic worky elves)
Katy Scott: ok i really did laugh out loud at that
Murdock Scott: afk bio ddp k?
Katy Scott: lol
Katy Scott: k