….Ezra knows….grass is growing, we’ll be mowing……actually I’ll be mowing, she’ll be snoring 😴..
-
…little imposter, hidden away….eating seeds, doing his thing…..
-
Waking up, a drunk tank in Colorado. Where was I last night? Down in Boulder, with my brother. Behaving erratically, somewhat belligerently. Foolishly thinking I was invisible. Finding out, it ain’t what it used to be…….
-
Hitchhiking, thumb out. Dumb luck winning, no doubt. Caught a ride in Baton Rouge, all the way to Santa Fe. Holed up for forty two days. Emerging with a another face, different ways. Unrecognized, unrealized, starting over again…..
-
Meeting on TV, a cattle call, for all to see. Lined up for a chance at fame. Pathetic little game. Starved for acceptance, looking for love. In all the wrong places……on a reality show?…….What were you thinking……
-
Your sullen silence is shouting out loud. Yelling at me, for crying out loud. Get on your bike, take a hike. Go somewhere, anywhere. Drive your go cart to the stars, past the moon straight to mars……
-
His dog is smarter than him, dumb stupid grin. Boasting of everything he did. Apparently he’s done it all. Big and small. The man for the job. Boss in charge. He’ll unclog your drain, put in a tub. Then brag, he’s the only one. The only one, who gets the job done. You’d think he walked on water, parted the seas. It’s such a relief, when he finally leaves…….
-
…….he’s in charge….watching over things, teaching young birds to sing…..looking out for danger, aware of suspicious strangers…..
-
…..Ezra’s cat nap…waiting for treats, dreaming of sweets…..
-
You’ve changed she said. Of course I have, I replied. You did that. I am not the same as yesterday. I can’t hear you anymore. I can barely see you. Your presence is hardly felt…..
Escape Reality 