Euphoria happens of its own accord. Euphoria and death happen of their own accord. Well, it looks as though you didn't get here. Did you sleep well. When did you arrive. When did you arrive here. Well, I do hope so. What a pity you couldn't hear the water. What a pity you didn't get the chance to walk along the beach. I'm so sorry if I startled you, am I sitting too aggressively. The sand will run between your toes, the sand will run. It is not at all aggressive. It is passive as it runs between your toes. It lies passive on the beach. It stays between the toes until there is nothing left but the feeling of sand between the toes. The sun shines and evaporates the sea and the caravan stands stranded in a lake of tarmac. White lines notwithstanding. It stands in a lake, suspended on ideas that never quite materialise. If the wind is blowing it is blowing with good reason. If the wind is blowing. You didn't manage to arrive so I assume you were somewhere else. That would seem to be one of the reasonable alternatives. If you grow sugar beet you should not expect too much of life except sugar beet growing. There in the tarmac lake. Early morning cheerfulness assaults the senses carelessly. In the distance a little woman screws her face up in peering or perhaps she has sand in her eyes. Give me one good reason.
I was told they had no pretentions at all. It is a smile and a real face. It is a strange sort of satisfaction to know that there are such people. That such people exist. Encircled by trestle tables without pretentions. Life grows and slowly life grows slowly. Both of you watch the world through glasses that have never held beer.
If you had a cough where would you go. If you had a friend where would you go. If there was nothing in your garden but celandines where would you go. And what will you do when your deck chair wears out. Who will you fall back on. The celandines. Faces are all the same. Even the faces that are different have all become the same. I was told it was smaller, and then I was told it was bigger. I didn't understand before that it was all a matter of rumour. So the telephone rings and gets turned down. An offer I can refuse. Rumour has it that those who spread rumour are spreading rumours. It is quite interesting to see where the information flows from. Some of it is more, some of it is less. It all flows. Do you know. Do you know yet. Do you know yet what you need to. How many adjectives describe green. A pity you aren't here yet to see this. I suppose that will be all. If there is a chance. If there is a chance you will have taken it. If you are seeking attention you are getting it. Should you be getting it. Why have you become so little. I haven't seen you for such a long time I wonder why that can be. I suppose I haven't really been looking for you. All the plants are standing in their pots waiting for another day to allow them space.
And the sun is shining ion the sand as well. As well as can be expected thank you. Give me one good reason. We'll just have to wait for him to confirm. I had you in my sights this morning and I've let you go again. If this is to be judgement day remember you are judged as well.