HoopteDoodle 1 Alice and Me

Love the word of crime and establishment bliss, recorded in stone and skywriting in blue and white above the towers of life below. Below the fair air of the sky – a parachute opens, to block the view, the little black dart of woman halts her breakneck speed to the earth and enters the realm of safe falling.  Alice’s dream halted in mid flight, on the way to be with, that mad hatter of the sea.  Down to a soft pillow landing on an island with sand.  That bliss of confrontation with the sand and sea and blue and me.  Oh Alice thank God you are here for the day.

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