Tag: sculpture

We drove back to the house in silence.
No alien figures infested the landscape.
Ah! I suppose you can find your way out?
It’s a pose: it can’t last long.
He was wondering a couple of things.
Now people were really staring.
Come on, I said, you’re not serious.
So you had it coming, in a way.
You’re both and neither.
The hard part was singing.
Old songs that sang to the old sadness you always kept as close as skin.
Whatever he wanted he could have.
Where should I take you?
I regret that we didn’t keep in better touch.
I would be psyched to have one as a pet.
Well, now I’ll have an answer.
Who knows why anything?
He did not mind dancing alone.
It was he who danced alone.
I need to slow down.
Okay, you had your chance.
Life goes on, and so do you.
But, what did I find?
Funny how things turn out.
I miss the dog.
I thought he was going to eat me.
We didn’t have a squeak of trouble.
He began smiling, too.
I don’t know what to tell you.
Anyway, I am tired and hungry.
I didn’t do anything wrong.
The people in his world could be nuts.