Flying Chinese bus…
Arby’s: somewhere in Southern Connecticut off 91 north of New Haven
Lucky Star…the smell of fried chicken.
On a river of stars, a seeming brush stroke of dreams through heavens gazed upon. Crossing galaxies, answering this call of heart, on the road to Elberon, riding with Francis Cook, raising an ox.
Expression of faith: you have come.
Completion: you have appeared here.
I wear black.
I am living alive, stylish, compassionate, open.
I even dream.
Please walk on a beach with me at sunset.
Where is Ava Gardner when you need her?
Probably having a fight with Frank Sinatra in Porto Vallarta.
{FB: become a fan of Eva Gardner.}
Nervous he sometimes wonders: what is the true color of gratitude?
Standing before his departure, he can’t…
(bring himself to leave).
John Bailes, Kotatsu Roko
Friday, 6 January 2012
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