the road

leaving the shade
the overhanging


the canopy







the circus








out on the road



out in the night





love gets in







no meandering
no roadside discussion

it has come along not to distract you into a trench


not to grab you from the periphery









only to hum along with you









only to guide the way.

fairy tale

money

under my pillow doesn't mean anything to me anymore
i don't know
the fairy hopes the canopy holds something for me
but there is this thing

this little thing

this calm beautiful thing in my mind.








it powers my own sun

no need for renumeration

stay Ambidextrous.

the things we talk about are nothing

our real selves are fiercely advanced into our actions



it is before thoughts collect.

before disruption.

before the hubris



the things we talk about are pageantry


our words are produced into sculptures

our real selves are fighting to free.

Anthony is about the children.

"Like a condom Nascar."

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm sorry, more like a pit crew. I say 'listen, beautiful, this is really going well, we are both excited here but I need to head to my pit crew so we can transition into the rest of this evening'. I then proceed out into the hall..."

"Quickly."

"Yes quickly. People are there strapping the condom on, checking it all in etc., there are clipboards visible. In less than 5 seconds I'm back in there."

"All for the 'at risk' relationships."


"Dig."

"So allow me."

"By your leave."

"So instead of not sleeping with women who you are excruciatingly incompatible with, and since you find yourself devastatingly attracted to them physically--mind you there are no other connections for you, you are going to work closer on just the precautions. You are going to land your Plymouth Rock on the precautions."

"You might have earned a certificate getting that so divinely correct."

"Sheepskin could be the word of the day."

"I also think about the children. There is no way a child should be born into this flawed searing appetite of mine. I will have to find someone specifically for that procedure. I would have to find the best domestic atmosphere for all of that."

"So you are waiting for the right woman to say the infamous 'i did'"

"Yes. Than I will divorce her and head back to the pit crew."

"And oiling yourself up in the middle of the night.

"Dig."

"Ah a humanitarian."

the beautiful ones

i'm living on inspirations
their actions are a glow in a down pour












i wait for them.