may 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 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. . .