Monday, July 6, 2009

and the unicycle of life rolls onward......

.....and parents become children......
and children become men.....
and eyes get puffy, and 'second hand smoke' permeates the stadium of voyeurism.........
and the matzoh is particularly stale, having been stashed away with the passover dishes ......
in the basement of the yellow house on fifth street........

bittersweet chocolates are ALL THE RAGE, in order to heal the 'triglycerides' ........
in order to heal the rage??
bittersweet memoirs.....in order to heal the vacuous space in the heart of the people.......

stress levels consolidate on balmy Monday mornings.......
and painters are being dropped off at 'local construction sites'......
by their wives......driving pickup trucks and such........
droning onward.......droning......
to better suit the needs of the community at large......at 'largess'.......

and still.......we fly off into the blue yonder of 'fantastic revelation'.......
swimming in the blue pool.......drinking blue Gatorade.......NOT feeling particularly BLUE whatsoever!.........