I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
June 18, 2015
wading shattered glass kinetics...
wading shattered glass kinetics
(urban abstraction tremolo #37)
potential
hadn't yet decided
looking out the window
to throw an empty bottle
from the third floor
outside was nearing
Summer smelt air
we pause and play
under and inside
broad leaf regale
square patch flowers
and ornamental grasses
the sidewalk beckoned me
mischief, I mused
knew what long term strings
could pull right now from me
EJR ©
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