Monday, September 6, 2010

they helicoptered over manhattan......

HE HAD INSISTED ON IT.......

she had never actually seen the four sides of central park.....
certainly not from this angle....:}
she was somewhat taken aback....

Manhattan was,
 after all the bravado was set aside,
quite small actually.....
a small rectangle.......

and such BIG LIVES were carried OUT here....

an island, surrounded by water.....
DIRTY, UNCTUOUS WATER....:}}
well....
maybe the inhabitants
 WERE DIRTY AND UNCTUOUS...
and the water was simply a byproduct of them...

the veritable ""throngs"" of people.....
going faster and faster,,,,,
in all directions......
like chickens without heads......
going nowhere of any significance......
but DEMANDING TO GET THERE !!!
SERIOUS, SERIOUS,
HURRIED AND HARRIED,
 THRONGS OF CHICKENS.......

well....
she was kind of humoring him in any case....
he felt rather important in his
"whirly bird".....
issuing orders and commands to his pilot...
the pilot on his payroll.....

why not just let him have his fun ??
feel like a man.....
an IMPORTANT man.....
why not ??

she was secure enough to allow him his moment in the sun......
a SECURE WOMAN....
a woman of substantial CHARACTER......
and of course.....
of ultimate, feminine wile.....

there was a bird flying next to the helicopter.....
next to her window....
how strange !!!
it seemed to be smiling at her....
its eyes were smiling.....

and bizarrely,
it was the ONLY BIRD IN THE ENTIRE SKY !!!
a lone birdy....
smiling.....
in a blue, vacuous sky....
with no peers.....
no contemporaries....
odd.......
very, very odd.....

was she dreaming ???
she pinched herself....
her skin felt cold....
SO COLD....
was she dead ???

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