one could literally feel the crackling in the air....
as if GOD had somehow set a timer to go off
on EXACTLY the
appointed time and day....
and after all.....
she thought....
wasn't this just utterly poetic ???
and absolutely the way life happened ??
there was a STRONG and POIGNANT ORDER to things....
nothing was HAPPENSTANCE.....
IT HAD ALL BEEN SELECTIVELY and
PAINSTAKINGLY DESIGNED.....
designed magnificently, so as to APPEAR arbitrary....
the concept brought a smile to her lips....
the irony of EVERYTHING amused her so......
the hot, summer days had "slow-danced" right by......
and yet.....they had left the premises,
with only a toothbrush in tow.......
promising, somehow, to return next year.....
melancholy baby....
melancholy girl.......
an ostrich could be heard in the distance,
SCREAMING......
preparing to be skinned alive,
in order to facilitate the
PRODUCTION OF THE SEASON'S NEW BOOTS....
