Down by the Water

Down by the Water the Dog drank good. Me and you were there girl.
Man, I remember that dog after his drinking, down over there. We were there.
So the sun and the girl and the dog and the water. and me. What good times. I little bit of God was ther, down by the water. by the water's edge. Man, he ate that good dog with a spirit. I mean he ate that spirit of the dog. and spat it right back out into the dog. cleaned him right out Man. He was a new dog. a good dog. well, I guess a gooder dog. God Man, and we saw it all happen, down there. You were the girl. An dthe dog had water inside him, and was changed up from down there, by that water. Cat's got nothing on that. you know man. I mean God, right. what a dog. What a great little golden dog, that dog. I mean man, God.

Then, right there, the dog lifted right up off the ground. And the Man and the Girl, by the water saw the dog fly. what a good dog. what a good day God had given them. No snakes, no fruit, no money, no eyes. Just a flying dog. I mean God, what a sight.

Oh How Fine

Hello.

I'm writing to you from the back of a postcard that on the front has a watercolor of
a waterfall in Scotland. A great many rapids. where truth and fiction
and dream and real has disappeared.
Where you are still at home with you beauty
and you back-brace embracing my heart.
I am simple in this moment.
I remember now that I told you that I wanted the print
the print in the guest bedroom.
I know where it will go, in my room.
It will hang above my bed.
I will be shipped to me.
You will always be with me in the monograph
of the city of Edinburgh. In the joy,
of a time spent in a city.
It's impossible to imagine what it would be like without you
but now I know. That I will never get these words to you, but you know I can write them
you know what I am worth. But what do I know?

I am writing clearly to you from your own stationary.
I am in your office. in your room.
on your laptop with the red ball for a mouse
and the picture that you have of Lindsey and I
that I gave you, is looking over my shoulder.
Pictures are curses, and my memory of you is a blessing.
I will keep it longer than that picture will last.
All of the pcitures in all of the frames. IThey will go
fast. I will go. We will.

The Kitten-Sleep Chronicles: Part I

the sun orange peels away
into the night blue stars sky
and say goodnight to the little kitten

The kitten smiles back into the sun's eye
and meows a faint little word
of goodnight her friend. a happy sun's
days work is done. toothy grin.

Now as the sun rolls over
and slips into slumber
the cat stares up at the stars
and begins to wonder

Meowing away at the sky
the kitten sings out and says
"how far you are away, Mr. Star!
What put you up that far?"

And the stars sung back
"Little Kitten your questions are important
to us, but we can not answer you without a fuss
so sleep now and think not how far we are away,
come back and ask us during the day."

The kittens little song made her quite sleepy
and she began to dream of what the stars sang sweetly.
Of there lights and there patterns and there distance away
she could not wait to ask them about it the very next day.

But the Kitten slept so well underneath an apple tree
that she slept all the next day, into the night you see
and when she opened her eyes she thought she was dreaming
because the stars were still out singing bright and gleaming

they sang "Little Kitten, you did not take our advice,
you snoozed all through the day, which must have been quite nice
but you did not ask us how we got up this far,
you see during the day, that's when you ask us stars"

So Little Kitten was determined to stay up all night,
and ask the stars jsut after the morning light,
about what made them so close yet so far away,
but wouldn't you know it, she slept just before the break of day

Now Little Kitten awoke in the afternoon you see,
because of a bonk on the head from an apple in the tree.
the Orange sun was still up peeling away,
and she gazed high in the sky near the end of this day

And as she looked up she realized to her own dismay
that there were no stars singing from that place far away
The light was covering them so no one could see
there beautiful dancing and singing was nowhere to be

The Little Kitten thought, "what a trick they have played!
The stars knew they wouldn't be out that very next day,
or any day after that, it was plan to see." The Kitten
said angrily under the apple tree.

But as the orange sun peeled another day away
the kitten's anger left her, and soon she felt ok
because she remembered the stars sang to her
that put her to sleep and smoothed down her fur.

And as the little Kitten began to nod off the sleep
the stars came out again, and the Kitten did not peep
because the beauty of there singing made her heart feel full and deep
and the little Kitten underneath the tree dreampt all night
fast asleep.