I got a bucket of fish guts on the table that I am staring into just waiting for something to crawl out of. Not really something living just something really. When I let my eyes drift out of focus and my body sway the whole thing turns into a kind of giant kaleidoscope. A big stinky slimy bucket of glittery kaleidoscopic majesty. If I stare long enough one of us will transform into something of beauty. That’s just the facts.
