tatoos

by walterdoege

the drive of walking as a child beginning to walk by its own efforts…no lessons, just care…the childen walk by their will…and inner drive…as birds flow by itself, no lessons, no classes, no teaching, no learning…I can always entertain some classes or teaching, but flying requires no certification…just flying will…talking with words and other language tool, but words…written words utmost, even when not written in a book, not edited, not published…writen words at skin…written words at body…one word…two words…three words…more words…some figures…some portraits…some drawnings…some wrtiten words at skin…at sand, near ocean, where my sand castles still remain…the sea comes and throw away, but the castle in not only in my head…it remains near ocean…at the beach place…placing my castle work in the ever time flow…in the ever loving road…written words at skin…as to ensure stronger them…the words…the inner drive that inhabits any shared word…to last for ever…at skin…I could read wonderful tatoo art…when the love, more than a word, presents at skin…the deepest one…the skin…a body that needs the words…that fix the words…to stenghten their force, to protect the fragility of a shared word…a spoken, whispered, talked…or written word…at skin…that drive to communicate…to create a common home…our words…my written words here and now…if I go by, the words remain, as my sand castle builded in my childhood…I can touch these sand castles near sea in a rainny day…the castels at the sand…the castles at my skin…and also with words I share that home…just stay alive in!…please everywhere!…as yours skin…come in…don’t get out…together we can go to futures…heart joyful…always trustful…we can stop…enjoy some paisage…to keep on going…new paisages…new futures…one love…one word…and beyond…beyond convictions…beyond some certainities…let’s go together…trustful…no garantee…no rewards…just the sense of joyous living…let’s go through the futures…we can build it…roll on, time, roll on…roll on, loving road, roll on…I am never alone…in such a narrow way, still we can go together…one shared words is our motion craft…through the railways…through all skies…that futures not only in my head…there’s you…come on!…don’t waste time…we can spend the days and nights together…listenin the love whistle blowing…love is ahead, not only in my head…we can spend the time together…we release us in the loving road…just with that flowing river, that moving craft…dome of loveliness and joy…roll on, words…roll on, peoples…just to enjoy living…can you see?…the love is yours skin