At a shopping complex where happy people meander all over on a Saturday afternoon. There’s these statues here, bronzed people smiling and laughing and kids playing embracing riding bicycles together always ecstatic frozen in ecstasy so pure that can only come from retail therapy when the credit card bills never arrive and nightfall never falls on this one pure perfect summer day. These statues are joy.
They remind me of duck hunters floating decoys on a lake. Never see it coming. Never see a damn thing coming