In the summer haze fathers poked fingers in a space just below the horizon describing to their children a place they would never see. On the North side of the deck lovers posed for pictures of one and other, each other in front
of Central Park, with plastic cameras, dressed in colorful b l o u s s e s, and tucked in theme t-shirts. I counted blessings while watching a Peregrine Falcon circle the Eighth Wonder of the World while terrorizing prey above Manhattan canyon.
jennie: mmmm your day off, you gonna hit the Circle Line tomorrow?
me: [laughing] you came moments from owning a shinny new Empire Ashtray today.
Um, It was for research, no, wait, it was to satisfy kate-like tendencies to view things from high places.
Raised beside mountains the collection towards a vantage point is acquired, I think. It had been in the back of my head for weeks, I needed to see the sunset, to define the sky. The adrenaline, rings out like a sponge just above my stomach, then breath.
sara said this three times walking up 2nd ave "I made a supplication in this dream." The four of us, hands, mouth ,eyes, ears, awakened by the meaning, showed up at the bar at half past twelve.
Tuesday, July 02, 2002
at 12:05 PM