“Not only because of sitting every day — Old photos — memories appearing as if by intelligent design has me looking at myself and saying, ‘What is he up to?’”
“We ask — ‘Why did they park there at 5:30 am — watching the house?’ — Then — I remember — I don’t drive”
“Not driving is a part of my character —character is a mutable part of being — still — I chose this for the wedding dance:
more for the memories of dancing at the punk club — The Continental — in Buffalo — NY — than an ode to being as The Passenger — Not everyone agrees with my karmic choices — after my first marriage — it took a long time to stop apologizing — my second wife — my first GFF — is much more forgiving”
“Imagine the dance floor sticky with spilled beer — swirling through the air a cigarette you don’t smoke — couldn't stand it then — just for the glow”
“All the bodies swirling around you in the multicolored dim —punctuated by bright — indeed ‘Everything looks good tonight’ — even the stranger in the mirror you’re dancing with — A Dashiki — repurposed chemical-warfare jacket died purple — and 6? Yes — 6 earrings — their unsmoked cigarette’s red cherry looping in perfect syncopation with your own”
“You close your eyes — and see it — the hollow sky — the bright and hollow sky — under glass”
“And everything was made for you and me — All of it was made for you and me”
Well, y’all, Tracy is heading off on an engineering trip. I’m planning on getting y’all some fresh images. Maybe some suggestive foliage shots? Enjoy the ride!
