dream of 3 old strangers or friends

We sit in the old ranch livin' room, old furniture and carpet, no lights on, and look out the ten by 7 picture window at her on the long green shady front lawn, pecans. It is almost midday.

She seems playful, wondering. He looks wistful, pondering.

Slowly, She wanders almost dancing to the sounds and sights and thoughts of nature.

Intently, He muses, "It's easy to watch. If I'm not careful I could watch her die, then think, oh, yeah, I should do something. Then I realised, that's the way I should think about life, always. If we did, Don Rickles wouln't even be here. Do you know what I mean by that?"

He turns and smiles at me anticipatorily.

"One can be so involved and active

they can take part so much that they become a part

of everything. Where do they end or begin?"

The story ends. Are we always in that moment now, that scene?

a dream, a life        time


You seems worrieds about me.         Are you okay ?    Am i okay ?


yes