Tuesday, March 3, 2015

asterix

he does look sexy in glasses.

mister and ponette.

mister helping stock.

you got my apple, yes?

dog of heaven on hell pier.

every where i go there am i humph.



impromptus


i will wait forever.

while it is serendipitous to find intact glasses on the rough shore it would be hubris to insist that they fit.

i shall cut my savage hair.

maybe goggles.

i work from a sense of place. o bleak.

the inevitable is still unknown.

ponette is keeping a record too.

in colors

exuent

i'm losing my mind.

he lost his wildness, he lost his love, he lost his mind in the wilderness of love.

copp at the candy counter.

ponette, you're a fine girl, what a good wife you would be, but my life, my love and my lady, is the sea.

can we, may we, shall we open some produce?

my other is my only vehicle.

relevance gets you part way, but you have to run on air.

pas de deux

ponette on the end of the world beach.

chase me, golden boy.





the secret of seduction.

sharing a snifter.

baffle of dune grass.

ponette peeing.

for thandie newton-

thank you for your time, well you've been so much more than kind.

the difference of indifference is background to form.

the dream of the running chasm, polarity of running falling on the edge veering either way, at once from childhood.



wanting, a picture for lack of words.

wild things are resilient though.

will it ever be thus

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