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behind the tool
shed.............
in the
clearing........................
across the river
......................The stars in the sky were shining rain................................ like polished chrome above a dental office chair. cold water......................(while the drill punctured barely numbed teeth) over the flaming Berkeley Hills..... blood stains.................... brown grass on the hills... intensifying with every bump.............. a glass of beer................. sleep............................... background noise............ low flying planes............. a knife with a black handle........ the smell of green grass.......... warm sun......................... a red front door................ cold cereal........................ working............................ and seep in your soul.................... a white shirt....................... making love...................... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... the unbidden flood............... unblunted by the sound of real voices footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... a dark corner.................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................ |