Gnomeledge

Dexter…positioned on the floor…facing

an open window…at right angles to me…

will he come towards me, or go for the  

open window…window…I rise up and 

close it…he moves on, to a post meal 

exploration.

Spaceship earth, Shpongle, window

wind gusto, no verification code..…

spruced up corpse…clouds… clouds…

clouds…finger painting in suchness…

you want words…we all do…what’s the

good word…have you heard the word…

everybody's heard the bird is the word…
in the beginning was the word…but a …

peanut butter and jelly sandwich…

…leads to a continuation…if you think so…

in other words, as it were…I can see this is 

going nowhere which doesn’t mean we 

haven’t been there all along, so, we get

smaller and disappear.