A Faded City

Remember Ellery Queen by the seaside.

Broken shell crabs crushed under duress.

Seafood gumbo masala paella yellow rice lobster tails.

Feel the tidal wave sand sifting shifting drifting between my toes.

Sometimes in Daylight Dreams I see her rising up out of the ocean.

Pale mottled skin sloughing off water logged bones

dripping sea water

No moisture from the Celestial firmament today.

Lost. Walking along gauzy hazy streets. Everything viewed through foggy mist.

Fear. Hearing beeping honking car horns. The screech of tires. Muffled angry voices. Cursed filled dramas. Freakishly gifted trombones and trumpets wailing blazing glory.

Medusa, Minerva and the Muses break-dancing with high pitched abandoned fervor.

Out of the ether appeared a hand which firmly grasped mine guiding me up some stairs. My clothes being removed. Hands. Warm soapy shower water. Lying on a table. Essential oils. Firm even strokes along my back.

Release.

Wound tightly with muslin. Frankincense and Myrrh.

Birthday Jubilee

Step Out of the Shadows and into the Limelight

A walk in the park becomes an Interplanetary slog through the miasma of grief, sorrow, pain, fear, panic, anxiety that tied knots in my lungs keeping my breathe hostage from sunlight, daylight, passage, freedom….A Faint towards the portal…………

Shade the Morphing Manster has come to claim my soul…..

Recumbent pathos reaches out a gnarly hand……

When You’re Strange????

Pigment is the Intimacy of Blood Roots and Stones

Blue-bloodied Ascots Scions of Trust Fund Fed Idle Rich who possess the wealth of questionable morals lacking values disregard of human rights all whilst illegally smuggling two foot human cargo into the Land of the Free for immoral entertainments.

There are No Faces merely interpretations. They are the sacrificial scapegoat Lambs.

Erase the Tart and begin again.

I Have Loved Thrown Stones for they became my Salvation.

The Red Queen gave the White Queen a choice she could not deny.

Scumbling Scuttlebutt. Radial solid wood sculptures cracking and breathing. Crackling perpendicular to tree ring growth.

Expand. Contract.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Crepey flaky pale skin. She had ingrown pastels that reflected Light.

Kilroy was here. I just saw him at the Blackjack table a few minutes ago. He was with a Snazzy British Jukebox. Short on Memory. Long on Selection.