i have come to understand releasing
in a way is re-leasing creativity
in another dimension
nothing gets destroyed
in the illusion
of having
...
i began with the fodder
in the sun
reviewing my life's worth of workship
and saving yet from the trash
a few still "must haves " :
some photos and the A&P store opening map
from supermarket sunday celebrated with my merry heartperson
in her 50s prom dress and elbow length sheer gloves from the salvation army...
a map from seashore state park (va. beach)
where i hung mirrors from the trail's trees
and landed out in a pond to nakedly ponder
mother nature and a reverend mother's reflections...
a notice of a reading to be given at the local library
(given to my mother by my uncle)
by a certain bill (no relation to john henry)
who mistakenly thought he could hammer me
in the boys room on the weekend we were painting
scenery for the high school drama club ...
an annie sprinkle finger puppet, where you can let your fingers
do the walking - or whatever...
handed out from her "public cervix announcement"
{where my love also won her hot underwear}
and
a cartoon from my first walk-in friend, david,
(who was gay before he walked out - but not after)
who invested some money for me that got me a quick return
with enough to head
off to quetzalcoatl's tree at el tule outside oaxaca in 1987
reading, "after deep meditation i have decided that there can be
no inner peace without financial security"
and thats just the tip...
love you got
