wordly possessions
Monday, January 29th, 2007Downtown, sunlit cart-pushing with the dog in tow and the cat in a cage.
Downtown, sunlit cart-pushing with the dog in tow and the cat in a cage.
Pacifier—security management device? Ironic accessory?
Frog parking only. All others will be toad.
No moo turns.
Hot railroad crossing buns.
NO PORKING
Crosswalkism. The traverse. Point A to point B. Journey vs. destination.
It’s better to go together.
There once was a single-horse carriage
Whose passenger seat held but airage
The sign at the rear
Was for equine and steerer
Who’d just had a cross-species marriage
Outside the train station depot up in Vancouver, WA. She’s got a ticket to ride, but she don’t care.
He’s off. Wizards, you know. In flannel, he’s off. Seeing. He’s doing some seeing, is what, and he’s off.
He’s off to see the wizard.
You got to reduce that surface area. Surface area is drag begging to happen. You got to keep your head down.
Let that wind know it better just head right on up and over. Let it know you’re serious.
The dog had no say in any of this.
Motion evades the camera, so you’ll have to trust me: she was whooping and vibrating with laughter.