Saturday, January 22, 2011

so the DARK man with the esteemed crystal ball...

yet again,
 held her captive...
in that, she MISSED him when they were out of touch...
if indeed, they were EVER REALLY out of touch...
for these 'matters of mysticism' held GRAVITY and VERACITY all their own...
a different BREED of relationship to be sure...
cut from the cloth of the finest silk and the most endurable burlap as well.,,,
difficult to escape....given that one WANTED escape...
and the dark man's world was filled with unicorns and incense and the GODDESS and honey...
while her world was made up of More BASIC accoutrement...
fatty brisket on rye.... lipstick....and THE GOOD BOOK....
never the twain or twixt or twither shall meet ??,,,,you say ???
I THINK NOT, HUMPHREY...
the Cadillac Chariot awaited her arrival...breathlessly....
driver in tow...
a gaggle of mice hanging onto the fender...
WELL.....she would have GLADLY asked King Solomon for some 'pearls'...
but in the absence of that level of wisdom...
she had ONLY HERSELF to rely on...
(and the HASID !)