Monday, June 21, 2010

FUTURE

Future 

One foot in front of the other and repeat one foot on front of the other and repeat one foot in front of the other and replete. The hillside is inviting the solitude of camp the danger non existent in the wilderness. WO0olf. Grise in the ricks the stines have ricks the stines ricks have grise. Licks in ticks in slick ticks have licks. Absolute nonsense is better than far wisdom from the eastern river shore to cross the idea of being there with the idea of being back here would be too many miles to walk. One chance to be the best to outdistance. Like that Borneo man of old days they called him Wild man eye suppose he was in danger. They can not find androids with heat sensors they simply dont emit. You could putt a loose leaf binder near my head to make it glow. The binder will turn cherry read and pitts. Bukowski killed tommy he took off his shoe and smashed him on the papered wall of motel room. Danny is the one that got the love. Eye got so hot and horned toady in the river styx. My act of contrition was to give a cat a kiss. The thing slides inside the motion of the action is the acting the accompaniment is what makes love. The kiss and the eyes touching nakedness. The hands moving where the eyes are looking. Holding the want and feeling it move. Holding the love. Can you feel what eye am talking about my artfull handfull taking liberty. Love does not have to be dirty to be love.



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