i wish i were antonio o!
winding the hills so into and out quilted to the excited children know the distant three wheel echo of imagination -blue and yello pop ups and quietly through the sun rising finger drew across a blinding line anew a love to page them do and don´t..low! antonio! in his biblio! run promises blow like a wizard´s brew come all to know..!
weakness loch ness gone west are there aliens in our midst we monkeys with typewriters wish were we fish strength height width breath in out time space birds words why bother
lily the cynical that explain´s all nothing explains all.. some brick wall silence a wail an ill.. an empty fill better will for a while.. a quiet chill a church aisle a full sail.. seagulls tell wildflowers bell.. a swallow´s tail dales hail ail.. ai a
did you know lily it is impossible to think in english logically that is difficult but not impossible- eg to be has 21 distinct meanings and every one false to fact.. (what ever that means..) answers on a ciber postcard..
lily with nothing i take her and enfold she slides down and nestles so a purring kitten shy and bold space blown to everything a nodding seed sown from end to germinate from floated distant spoor to knocking death´ s door off distance to near wild core and here.. ii
i have bewitched her..exclamation but for the better now a pur echo´ s there now relief´ s astir once lost for before here quiet too quiet and quieter ah.. a great sigh bare stretch love just a last breath just an eye close ..
music is space when that is then we are happy stars like lace or a kiss hear soar inspire some lithe gaps a blithe tap and fire in but between near and far pat pat pat..