i have to stray

for a moment.

while

i was in the air

the portrait

falls off the wall.

the man in the shop window

winked.

i will help you escape.

we will go to the house.

and you will show me.

i look like danny now.  1964.  don't be afraid.

i don't feel like danny.  right now i love the world.

that third shock treatment was ace.  after the fourth,  i'm gone.

i don't understand

the arbitrariness   

of it all.

i think that it is like this:

a man gets out of a hole.  if you are looking, look to the right.

he meets another man getting out of a hole.

and then they walk away.  nothing changes.  everything changes.

and then there is 

vigo,

who had

no time

for games.

i turn my head at chance.

i turn my face to luck.

you used to throw the dice.

when i was in-between.  i went for the dog throw.

so rarely rolled!

certain masks don't really hide anything.

arthur, didn't you say

that you could tell

that it would be like this

but you were waiting for it to start?

are you tired of feeling like a martyr?

are you tired of all work and no play?

i once saw things

for what they were

without the trappings

of salvation and guilt.

even the dogs

of my memory

were driven

by deception.

the speech on the ship.  i walked with a zombie.  beauty and deception.

these mountains are beguiling.

let's find out, i mean... if it's you

i am after.