Saturday, August 20, 2011

we are all smolts

death is shaped like tears ~ may yours be as beautiful
i'm trying to be the new noir Nagel
said goodbye to an old beat up friend~ off to be replacement parts ~ while sitting in a field ~ out to pasture ~ never to be a vehicle again
next week August 27 th is an art show at our house / this art show / Invisible house . . . knock knock
the vans are hiding the salmon are running and summer is humming
stopped at the Salmon ladder to watch the struggle


Salmon TV in wow wee green


our Momma duck laid her first egg . . . and pooped on it . . . me ? i'm going to buy an incubator and hatch me some baby ducklings

NE!L~


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