He’s breathing into her banana.
Even though her banana, it
seems, can breathe just fine;
needs no help whatsoever.
The peacocks are making noise,
as if only for us. One of them,
a male peacock (of course),
poses very specifically.
Then, then, it starts running
around and around (in circles)
trying to figure out who in the
hell we are. Evidence of this
confusion (or curiosity) is
forthcoming. Possibly.
Depending on how the
pictures turn out. But
if history repeats itself
(and why wouldn’t it?)
they should be very
pretty pictures indeed.
