My Diary: Shedding Dreams Like Insect Skins

I stayed in the torus shape of a tokamak face all day‭ (‬this is a new style of portraiture I am trying to perfect even though it means painting with fast moving atomic particles‭); ‬my body had disagreed on principle and had cast off it clothes like an unfinished building site waiting for a new consignment of sand.‭ ‬June burrowed in mole rat tunnels while trying out various colour combinations for a three masted yacht‭ (‬although the man with three names who recently arrived on earth after hitching a life on a passing comet talked all posh and called it schooner‭)‬.‭ ‬We met for lunch in a bivouac in Death Valley‭ ‬-‭ ‬we are in training for a holiday on Mars‭ (‬although I would have preferred Minerva but the brochure said it was too expensive‭)‬.

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