Saturday, July 15, 2006

Serene or Siren?

A sea of faces swirls before the eyes...
A smile here, a grimace there, a look of pained knowledge from the shadows.
A story behind each one, behinds on each story.
Why do you stare meaningfully at us? Vamos alla playa! Why do you crawl on all fours?
An image captured for short term posteriority.
Is the hair okay? Can you make out my small dimple? Does my ego look big in this?
Does the dark reveal something that's best kept in the light?
There he was, in Mexico, or was it just a mexican-themed park?
the sun beat down relentlessly on his big, bad, red beret.
There they were, in a club in Yorkshire ... Does homo-eroticism send the right signals?
There she is, her better half left on the digital floor.
There I am. Oh no, my bad. it's just some chappy from the 4th estate
He claims to not even have heard the rules, floating above the morass.
But I have glimpsed him, aloof but alone,
straining into the gloom to make out that which can never be hers.
Quick! Look out the window... across the street
Framed in beautiful fleeting Scandinavian sunlight
What is going on in THAT mind? So much promise. Alas, nobody told the delivery man.
Gosh! Somebody wrote a song about a knight once
clink chink clunk
What was the human conditioner?
Baffling but apparently it's worth it.

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