Tuesday, December 6, 2016

there's a lot of things i can't address directly, and see peripherally, like when i'm talking or looking without looking and i find a gem in the pebbles at the beach, or stop a centimeter from a stick in the eye.
i wasn't anticipating the weather and then the sun came. then i learned the symbol for a smile, and said i'm happy as a dog, and then the sky closed, but i was still happy, though tired. i'm still happy as a dog.

  i was just thinkin'. pebble beach is like a homely little stage between the city and the sea. 

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