he was high

an enormous man walked by 

his shirt yards of yellow material 

the shopkeeper stepped outside to enjoy some sun fresh air

                                                               How are you, Joe?

Im breezin

Writing again?

Writing  reading

                          Thinking

What are you thinking?

Yawouldnt believe it

Try me, I’ve an open mind.

Mines a gaping wound

                           Awright  awright  one opened mind to another

Do fat men have lovehandles

Paul looked immediately after the man in the yellowshirt who had passed as he stepped outside

                                                                                                     Lovehandles.  Hmm.  It isn’t apparent, is it?

NO not at all

              Hence why I wonderedwhy it occurred to me

Can’t help you with thatwouldn’t want to help you with that.

You and me both 

                   Just a curious thoughtgot caught on a snag in my brain   But then  theres so many lovehandles to be held

he closed his eyes

Paul took a breath

                     I only came out here for some fresh air. Now the things going through my head.

he opened his eyes

                     I hear ya the things running across the back of my eyelids  Whawas I thinking

Lovehandles, Joe, lovehandles.

Bettie Page in blackanwhite

1610,  Saturday,  6  1. 21

1103,  Monday,  8  11. 21

Fireflies  She’s My Witch  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWbm44AYoEk