AD.

i’m being given a present here. i’m being relieved of possessions, place, neighborhood fame, pattern, hibernation, expectations, geography, demographic, friends and enemies… relieved of the temptation to re-run the past, because in 5 days present place becomes past tense when i leave for pagan land with my unblushing bright-mind bride. we’re running away to join the cultural circuit’s spiritual circus, become zen clowns in this court of the absurd.

this is better than a new start or clean slate. we get to take the best parts of the united mutants of smith & her-I-CAN kathy with us and trash the rest. find out who we are without awaiting movie’s end.

my lady brings me poet artist friend companion partner wife adventurer in one with the zen lesson boost of neither place nor possessions. and there’s many mini-kathys within – much to my delight. she’s my own 1940s b&w film noir heroine film festival in flesh and mind. it’ll take me years to unravel. if i don’t unravel first. both long roads to untravel.

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