The Legs of Wobble

 Legs of Wobble........

The understanding ..........

World on your Shoulders....

Your big question.......

Wellness.....

Sickness....

Contagion ........

A Transference ........

Dogs , family and friends........

What do they impart to you for your freedom?

Did we really have anything to say for ourselves in the end?

A charming death bed confession..........

Uttering a last sentence...........

Delving deeper.......

A chuckle a minute...........

Our thought arrangements or Word Bouquets .............

Flowing rivers of thought..........

Was the dream influenced? or did the dream influence ?

The guardian of recall the WORD of how it was.................

The old gentleman artist had watched as times changed before him......

The dogs we walked often so as to not have them crap on the floor.

She flew high inside the building on an almost invisible tether  from the ceiling..... in a white flowing robe angelic..........

Was Fear real or did it just stand there and watch?  .....................

What came out of the woods exactly?

How entity's communicate with language and  gesture.

Enters us..........

Why the going back

 Why the going back?  What is it.... within  us....? 

Is it innate to look for  the somethings  that happened back then?

What did you loose.. was it a part of yourself?

The old time add... blaring over a set of speakers in a modern shopping center...

Alas and it was all in a dream.

Our desire to look back and know.

A part of the what makes us .

OUR GARNISHED CONTROL

 Why do you suppose that is?

Our willingness to just stand there and look as social injustice and not do a damn thing about it?

Helplessly we watch... as 'THEY' garnish our Freedoms......... in the name of our own Security.

With our Keen minds... we watch helplessly.........

and Relent to their simple wishes........

Yes........ please take your shoes off and  enter the machine and then exit and bend over so we may look up your ASS HOLE..........

Why thank you......

and where are you traveling this morning and why... and to see whom?

Why it is OUR business you know......... ? Building your Self Esteem...

It is all for you own good!

Our Garnished Control.................

Your humbling humiliating experience....

                                                                     SEE

The Red Ring of Overall

 OH LOOK UP IN THE SKY!  Why it is 'The Red Ring of Overall'

and here we are earthbound.....

Working on more Roses for YOU........

You were going to tell me your cats name.  Remember?

'CRASS'

Crass I see them slowly sinking into the combustible wall....

Falling Tidbits.

The dream of the green bus

 The green was painted over the once white......

a light Avocado ....

Scratched through in places........

It was as if I knew the last owner...  some distant KIN...........

A few little clues were around......

some scrawling's and preferences......... 

The odd photo of the back of the head with a scar running just above the hairline across the top of the neck on the scalp........ what was that about?

The Elongated skull.... upon the vertical plane........

The feeling of a gift.........

Have the bus...... take it........ use it in good health......

It is a great machine........ and been on many a journey....

it's yours.............

Why the bus was as if it had belonged to their long lost son.......an odd sensation.....

Ghost like .........

Inconquistable

 She was hollering from down the beach but no one heard... Initially.....

Then there was heard a faint 😭 cry.....

And boy was her daughter pissed.

You heard her crying and you did not even go to see....you piece of CRAP!

When he finally did make it down there to see...she had labled him... perhaps quite correctly?

Inconquistable....she yelled in anger!

He had questions...

Are the sands of time flowing thru an hour glass of man's own creating?

Think what you want.... Imagine!

You don't like me?

You don't even know me.

I have lots of cheap paper tablets.

You couldn't hear your mother cry out down the beach in our absence to attend to her?

Kerning Keming and Serifs...

Dear Kerning Keming and Serifs, Thank you however it works.. 

Kerning, you noticed that a long time ago...didn't you?

Keming, That too.   

And Serifs, I must say you are a sharp tack. '

Perhaps one day you may represent me?

                        STRAWMAN

Letter to Faraway

 Dear Faraway,

I find myself wanting to thank you for the gifts you have sent.

Thank you for the falling star and the cloud shrouded moon and the   silhouettes of the palm trees against the dark sky 

I was wondering if you could let me know why it is that ...

What is at the forefronts of our minds and why that is or was?

As if we're doing a battle over utter nonsense?

Also.....

And why it is we don't fall into a deeper sleep and forgetful state? 

And one last thing for now...

How is it we are not more streamlined into the WIND?

I have heard some people paint things they see whilst others paint things they hear or in other senses.

                 Thank you for your considerations in the matter.

                     Yours.

                  STRAWMAN