Saturday, June 29, 2013

Vivid cartoon.

To E.B.
asked for and dedicated

=When we become only a voice to each other
it is high time we start to look for a plane=
=We can meet at some convergences in time and space...
Will ask the pilot to bring us a.s.a.p. a.c.a.p. =stop

I'm on 28A
Yes,
the wing seat!

The hostess told me
I can maybe
when the weather
permits it
-and after they tie-wrapped the wings-
have a walk over to your flying machine.

If you also feel the need for fresh air
eventually we can
stroll together and consider diving,
and leave behind us the unrest
of broken hearts and lost friendships.

[a hazy view before awakening 
you know that moment when dreams seem to have taken hours]
[a folded body on a board crossing waves on the edge of the skyline]
=writing this last words
on a mechanical typewriter
at a distant beach= stop
=P.S please come over a.s.a.p. a.c.a.p.= STOP

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