I see myself pointing this at Juli
but then Juli says some improvised lines
and not, “Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi,
you’re my only hope.” So then I say, “Cut.”
I stopped to look in at my cactus plants
and outside my window saw a gargoyle.
and outside my window saw a gargoyle.
I took some photos through the window glass
rather than make noise and scare the gargoyle
by trying to slide open the window.
rather than make noise and scare the gargoyle
by trying to slide open the window.
When I was drawing the gargoyle arrow
in Microsoft Paint I had time to think
and I realized I should have opened
the window regardless of any noise.
If the window noise had scared the gargoyle
then possibly it was just a young squirrel
sitting in the corner of the gutter.
But if the noise didn’t scare the creature
then I’d know it might be a real gargoyle.
Now I’ll never know. I have the pictures.
The arrow points at the creature I saw.
The real lesson of the gargoyle arrow
for me is next time I see a gargoyle
I’ll try to scare it then take a picture
to make sure I’m not photographing squirrels.
I’m not exactly sure what to expect
if I scare a real gargoyle. Squirrels just run.
I’m thinking real gargoyles just sit and stare.
Life is adventure. Maybe I’ll find out.
I’ll get photos. If I don’t get eaten.
in Microsoft Paint I had time to think
and I realized I should have opened
the window regardless of any noise.
If the window noise had scared the gargoyle
then possibly it was just a young squirrel
sitting in the corner of the gutter.
But if the noise didn’t scare the creature
then I’d know it might be a real gargoyle.
Now I’ll never know. I have the pictures.
The arrow points at the creature I saw.
The real lesson of the gargoyle arrow
for me is next time I see a gargoyle
I’ll try to scare it then take a picture
to make sure I’m not photographing squirrels.
I’m not exactly sure what to expect
if I scare a real gargoyle. Squirrels just run.
I’m thinking real gargoyles just sit and stare.
Life is adventure. Maybe I’ll find out.
I’ll get photos. If I don’t get eaten.
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A Squirrel And A Donut For Ever And Ever
Exerting Agency, Liminal Entities And Scripts
It’s A Photograph And This
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