Walking on Thin Ice

internet store - foto by smith

my main reason for moving to mexico was to live in one warm inexpensive place long enough to finish our book. wrote last chapter today. Lady’s doing one quick smoothing and we’re done.

Lady’s reading me the early chapters. they’re sweet, poignant, innocent. not a bad beginning for a book called Criminal. once in a cleveland bookstore bag-o-zine reading, a woman responded to the poem i read with, “Was that a real poem, or did you write that?” that’s my response to what Lady’s reading - “Is that a real book, or did we write that?”

now i do some art, add a couple pages of fotos to agentofchaos.com, study spanish, learn typing, and read through our 1,000 walkingthinice blogs for salvage material and poetic inspiration.

and, figure out what my life is to be here now in this strange land. my only goal was to finish the book. now i need another. i figure reading through the blogs will lead to something.

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after screwing me around for almost 5 months, social security finally promised to deposit my first check on may 15th. woke up this morning and found they’d already put the money in my bank, and it’s only the 2nd. load off our minds. we were running out of money.

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Lady collaged her table. challenges me to collage mine. she’s getting feisty. she’s blossomed this journey. now we’re done with my story, she’s going to do her own. this will be The Time Of Lady.

what time is it? it’s half past kissing time and time to kiss again.

collaged table by Lady - foto by smith