That genius Aristotle claimed that the world was flat. Maybe he’s not so crackers after all? And speaking of crazy, there’s nothing more loony, illogical or downright preposterous than the landscape of Blue Kills Park out here in the 6th Borough. Don’t eat the mushrooms though… they give you all kinds of diarrhea.
I dreamt I was back in the 6th the other evening.
The night when it was very cool out, I dozed off remembering autumns of my childhood.
I was chilly but I didn’t reach for the blanket next to me, I could have gotten up and closed the window, but the cold breeze was refreshing and I knew there were no mosquitos in that cool of a temperature.
I fell asleep and dreamt I was back in the 6th again.