Later Silence

Her later silence did not include Albert. Or did it? That's the part I can't figure out. Was she somehow praying to that tiny boss? I thought about it and came up blank as per usual. Maybe fifty times. Look here, can't I convince her to spill the beans or at least share a few recipes?

Correspondence Course

Sun. Days. Space. Cat. A thin washing machine having a chat. Waiting to tell it like it is. d Don't stop. a messy love story.

Like Wow

So that's what Mom's Hootenanny! Was all about Right next to Ian and Silvia tile table too heavy to ship to Nome where we waited for the war to end with the others at Woodstock a bridge over the troubled Kusitrin teaching children well.

Voice

Then a melody about sunset and key jangling Lots of shade and trees and fountains Walking of course with architecture Gorgeous Vienna I'll borrow everything. Smoke and crap following. Bicycles Flowers black and sighing. La la.

River Dog

People at the butte have their own problems. Water was mentioned but also heat. Scattering birds chasing. Labrador retriever. Oh Daisy I am never forgetting you. Luckiamute. Our rocks and that bear bothering you so. Clay we used before meeting. Stories of the leash unhooking during all that swimming.

Abroad

Mongolia was great but home greater. My tigers didn't make it into the soup. We walked alongside them for a great while. Paying. Just thinking of the wine made us drunk with midnight joy after a long day strolling along in different cities no longer part of the crowd. I'm saving up my money. I am lying. I live better on the phone. Where everything is modern. Please put that back where you found it. My body. Here is where we say goodbye. Until the next scene. Look for something red. That will be my meat. Look for something else. That will be their cave.

Newish Worlds

Dancing and singing small in the new ghost town lots to drink before going abroad. Green is the color of my love's dress. The lights never looking so lonely so great the pageantry. They screamed when they spoke. The men were pawing at their bodies. They cried with heartbroken longing. I miss them. Their spell already.