THE MORNING AFTER
SUNDAY MORNING 

THIS PICTURE OF A WOMAN IN BED, THE WAY I CAN SEE THE WHOLE BODY OF A WOMAN IN IT AS I CAN'T. THE WAY I CAN SEE THE CALM AS WELL AS THE LUST. THE WAY THERE IS A SENCE OF LUXURY IN THE PICTURE. THE LUXURY OF TIME, JUST A CIGARETTE AND THE BODY OF A WOMAN WITH HER EYES SMOKED AND HAIR A LA MARILYN.

THAT IS PERHAPS THE LIFE SEEKING LUXURY, THE LUXURY TO TAKE A REST, TO NOT CARE OF WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THE MOMENT AND INHALE THE SMOKE, JUST INHALE IT ALL...
INHALING THE POLLUTION OF THE MIND OF ALL THE IMPRETIONS, WANTS AND DESIRES. EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE TOO HOW YOU JUDGE YOURSELF.


IF ONLY I COULD WAKE UP LIKE THE MODERN MADONNA, THE MARILYN OF TODAY WITH A CIGARETTE BARELY DANGLING IN MY MOUTH. BUT, I DON'T SMOKE, STILL IT IS A GOOD SUNDAY MORNING.


HOPE YOU HAVE A LOVELY SUNNY SUNDAY FLOCK.

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