Much of it over years and years
The applause dims
To the shouting sounds
The record is scratched and worn
Sometimes skipping
The applause dims
To the shouting sounds
The record is scratched and worn
Sometimes skipping
The signal is in.
I feel lightening in my river of pee
Then the voice spoke and said
You will be blessed
I said thank you
Then wet my bed
In a fit of happiness
Even Goat was feeling good
Even the Ducks were happy
And Breasts were very bouncy
Lastly rat and mouse were playing!
Interests in my photography:
Making myself and others appear as scenery or material reality.
Exploring light as very much what gives presense to the material world.
To show the alonenes of the human condition and how unimportant humans are in someway and tragicomic.
Big is bigger.
The writing fingers
Triggered to wearing silk gowns
Homeward bound is unlikely
I weave anyway.
CANDLES IN MY MIND
Its winter time. Smile child life is mild.
In the realm of a blue icle
Hold the warmth to your chest
Let yourself you are a best.
JUST THE HAT PLEASE
Oh,
To dream of hats
And lie in a pile of them
So wonderful
You might think a TV
To picture your self one day
Running into an elf.
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