To the vet
And the veterinarian loved animals, so she played the part.
And I loved words and signed up for that one.
“But I’ve lost the words to find righteousness in thought, ” I said.
And the veterinarian loved animals, so she played the part.
And I loved words and signed up for that one.
“But I’ve lost the words to find righteousness in thought, ” I said.
You are everywhere at once.
You are as far as I can imagine.
Co-create the imagining, but don’t force it. Let it come. Your circumstance is ideal.
Your dying days are paradise.
A big black dog greets me at my door. And I see a beautiful blonde woman in the light. And a fingernail moon, and the birds going crazy. Man, the moon is beautiful. All that happens that is disagreeable is the ass’s fault. You are walking on asphalt. My ass. My fault. Photography is about …
No matter what I do, it keeps throwing life at me. The Jerusalem beetle got stomped out, and then in my pocket was a young, green, live worm. I’m just another bug walking a path. But sometimes I understand that I am the angel floating down it. She wants to talk about the happenings in …