i'll have what she's having
but in a more leisurely way!
no one is talking because there's not much to say:
there was no strenuous work to do
so we simply decided to play.
tall glasses of sparkling wine:
she's a famous literary friend of mine.
nearby people gathered from far around;
they said they heard the strangest sound,
something they once knew
when their food was served on a special dinner table:
he was happy Harry and she introduced herself as Mabel,
an old cowboy boot and a fashionable ladies' shoe.
their sky stayed bright as the walls turned blue.
i started counting and reached for number two,
held on as tightly as i could,
and thought it might turn crazy but it was mighty good;
applause came quickly and filled the air;
people remained curious standing there
so i casually reached over for my drink.
i found red lipstick on the sink,
tried to remember but couldn't think.
i'll have what she's having
but in a more leisurely way!
no one is talking because there's not much to say:
there was no strenuous work to do
so we simply decided to play.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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