Suzanne Vega overhears the mundane chatter of everyday life.   see also:

  But let my soul increase in me, God dwarfed to enter my puir thocht Expand to his true size again, And protoplasm’s look befit The nature o’ its destiny, And seed and sequence be…

  The language that but sparely flooers And maistly gangs to weed; The thocht o’ Christ and Calvary Aye liddenin’ in my heid; And a’ the dour provincial thocht That merks the Scottish breed —These…

  When Ian McCulloch dressed up as Dorothy from the Wizard Of Oz he had no idea this would eventually happen.   see also:

  I saw a rose come loupin’ oot* Frae a camsteerie plant. O wha’d ha’e thocht yon puir stock had Sic an inhabitant? For centuries it ran to waste, Wi’ pin-heid flooers at times. O’ts…

  There’s a lot of pish floating about these days, so I thought I’d add to the deluge after seeing this pic of Iggy Pop and Patti Smith. see also:

  I love to muse upon the skill that gangs To mak’ the simplest thing that Earth displays, The eident life that ilka atom thrangs, And uses it in the appointit ways, And a’ the…