Ameriscopia

Birthday Present; Birthday Boy

80 Birthday Present; Birthday Boy {these are the visual necessities} That which was co-mingles—in sleep stupor; the following: A white box, being carried by a perfect boy in a white shirt—wishing; I were the boy Or just the perfect; or maybe the shirt inside the white box; giving me, the box of boy inside Co; Mingling {this is the vision} the sleeves, to fit the box so the boy—to fit the box, would fold my sleeves To fit myself inside the shirt; so the boy my classmate; a toy party; given—to me The perfect boy in slowmotion {the visual appears} the white box, glaring in the sun; I see him Holding as it opens; to me {I seem to reveal} the white shirt inside he is wearing; the white shirt box—inside, is a boy of me Wearing what I am revealing; at my birth; my day; my toy party my father {this is what appears} in my father’s Slow-motion giving of my party; standing over me—“Now, what do you say, to the boy who gives you everything” “Thank You”; he strides long strides—but not as long as mine would become {out of the picture} he goes, Thank you, or no; {force of habit} already, there is only me and the boy now; glowing {out there—in this vision} his perfect shirt Catching sun; in slow-motion, the picture perfect white shirt boy; as he glows to me—I take his hand, or hit him {I am Unclear at this} but now; I am the window looking down from three flights, before this all Has happened; I am looking, still perfect—I see the station wagon pull up; the boy comes out, wearing A white shirt that glows; brighter than the sunshine of my birthday party; the first to arrive ...