Confidential

Shooting pleasures Ok’d by My being seen For Or as If. * Not just light at the end of the tunnel, but hearts, bows, rainbows— all the stickers teachers award if pleased. * Pigeons bathe in technicolor fluid “of a morning.” * If I was banging my head with a shoe, I was just exaggerating— like raising my voice or the ante. Curlicues on iron gratings: Can it be a flourish is a grimace, but a grimace isn’t a flourish? * On the inscribed surface of sleep. Almost constant bird soundings. “Aloha, Fruity Pebbles!” Music, useful for abstracting emphasis. Sweet nothing to do with me.