Pollock's dog snarled "n that n that n that". James Dean 's deep tenor laugh suddenly became higher pitched like "te he te he bu ay" like bells Buddha bells of innocence. Jack smiled at Dean .... Dean wrestled him then grabbed Pollock's bread buns... "Ah. Your fluffat...!" Bam -Oh- Wham - their heads collided in scat...They wrestled some more then comforted each other ...Suddenly they took off on James Dean's motorcycle. Jackson wondered where he was being taken to....Long island where the coast was a lovers mouth of sand ....... Full Fathom Five... down down ... t-h-i-s k-i-s-s leonine.... the embrace of blue heaven. Dean dove into the secret water hole. The small waves of his explosive entrance felt like loving kisses to him. Jackson watched the sums of the younger man's angular flight which with his body Holy HOMOSEXUAL HERMAPHRODITE morphed from masculine to as andro
as a angel without gender.