I don’t know what it is,

Everybody wants to go to bedwith everybody else, they’relined up for blocks, so I’llgo to bed with you. They won’tmiss us.

Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of thelake promised us eternity, but the lake itself was filled withthousands of silly minnows, swimming close to the shoreand busy putting in hours of Mack Sennett time.The minnows were an Idaho tourist attraction. Theyshould have been made into a National Monument. Swimmingclose to shore, like…

in his evil forest.We took himto the carnivaland he startedcryingwhen he sawthe Ferris wheel.Electricgreen and red tearsflowed downhis furry cheeks.He lookedlike a boatout on the darkwater.

off the wooden salad bowl:so what?

that she can’t getbecause she’s not15% prettier

Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. Itook the baby and went down there this morning. They werewatering the cover with big revolving sprinklers. I saw somebread lying on the grass. It had been put there to feed thepigeons.The old Italians are always doing things like that. Thebread had been turned…