#Webber falls ok barges zip#
#Webber falls ok barges crack#

Meaning: I want to touch the fireworks and have them everywhere on me. Like he says 'can I go IN the computer? In the computer! Mama,' 'Can I buy it?, I can’t see it! can I buy it mama?' Shooting stardust traces golden sea urchins in the darkened sky. 'wow, the squiggly ones in pink and blue!'

Pressed to the glass are six eyes and two bodies I created. I just saw the Fireworks at 730pm out my multi paned landmark window, Or an equestrian prince with shaved legs, who, with my help, finds the apple core lives inside his spine and it has seeds to grow a new lifeīut then again wishing this friend could take my Pilates class Is inside a wet towel of a body that has soaked up all of America's debt. Knowing that my authenticity is all they needįor me to attune myself to them (and ‘witness’ their ‘journey’ two words I hate more than ’Mom’ and ‘Armpit’) Or that I could un-chip my black witch nail polish before my clients see me touch themīefore I go help people move better through space. Wondering if Bumble and Bumble could take me in this 20 min gap of my day in time to brush my long mass of Medusa snakes Happy about my gap in time and my empty pages Happy I have two babysitters watching my little kids I'm happy about my tacky bright blue Victoria's Secret sweatshirt. To unrequited half friends halfway around the universe who don't really speak English Listening to a band called Slow Dive early 90s spacey group, according to the waiter. With his red tired eyes and yellowing shoes Afraid of catching a crab and falling in.Įating tacos in a restaurant on 14th Street Trickle trickle go these droplets of expectation. A projection is this: with you all loneliness disappears. You see how uninteresting a sentence that was?Īll my projections run into this cold lake. A flash in one second that unthreads me, projects me into a rage and then I land at the edge of a lake called Shame. A gape into darkness with no line to hold.ĭescribing pain is common, so here I go.

#Webber falls ok barges crack#

In front of that remarkable store window entitled 'Day Tripper,' where crystal Octopuses and sequence mannequins stare back at me.Įxcept there is a crack on my board, not to sound sentimental.

Then land back on 58th Street and Fifth Avenue.

#Webber falls ok barges zip#

I wish I could zip up into a fantasy future, go dancing all night at a party in Mumbai. Looking diagonally at this chess board of temporal, empirical and status-quo. I am watching myself on this train to Cortina from a cross section of time and space, through my hysterical glasses. The #1 was thrilling, I stand all the way at the back window of the last car, looking down the dusty tunnel, my teeth vibrating inside my open mouth, my lips pressed into the plexi-glass. I can't describe the elegance of her shoes or the tiny sink in the corner of the cabin or the engineer asking us if we wanted coffee at dawn.īy morning the top bed was folded up and I was sitting quietly in my little tights contemplating this trains contrast with the IRT. The overnight cabin was pressed and folded into chrome and wood, encapsulated by the metal car. My Great Aunt was a very rich lady from Florence with a powdered brow and long silver braids under a perfect wig. I can't describe it since at this point Harry Potter movies have made this scene ordinary.Ī train sliding around a mountain, cutting up the line where the trees are now Evergreens and the houses look like gingerbread. There is an Alpine lake that you see on the overnight train from Venice to Cortina.