may 21.st 2011
sitting on the beach on the east coast of canada
waiting for an interview with the most important man in the world
one thought
i am the most dynamic person on this beach
there is no one else here.so i chase flies
i herd them towards a pipe spewing the murphy's excrement into the sea
and they swarm into it.
ah, but the seagulls.
sitting on the wind
that is rippling with each crashing wave.
that is where i will go. . .
selah.