Tuesday, March 13, 2012
I don't know why
The pieces don't always fit back together.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Worse for the Wear
There's an old woman rocking in the attic,
She's watching form the tiny window,
with a grin she knows your dark secrets.
Her dust laden chair clicks off measures of time, your life...
The pool of reflection is glazed over,
your path is straight...
she's waiting for you to join her...
She's watching form the tiny window,
with a grin she knows your dark secrets.
Her dust laden chair clicks off measures of time, your life...
The pool of reflection is glazed over,
your path is straight...
she's waiting for you to join her...
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Pizzs
The silence upon the place bothered me,
it even smelled quiet...
This is what the world has come to be,
a land of desolate catastrophe...
it even smelled quiet...
This is what the world has come to be,
a land of desolate catastrophe...
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Down in the Valley
Headed out for a bit to explore green pastures and bask in silence...
Friday, March 9, 2012
For Repairs
There's a beauty in the everyday that we tend to overlook. A camera can help change that a little bit.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Off the grid
Make no mistake about it...
people have fallen through the cracks,
we've lost our way and have yet to do the things needed to adapt a changed world and put the great recession behind us.
people have fallen through the cracks,
we've lost our way and have yet to do the things needed to adapt a changed world and put the great recession behind us.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Behind closed doors
My time has been consumed
by things standing in the way,,,
imagination on hold,
locked away...
dark and cold...
waiting for the light of day.
by things standing in the way,,,
imagination on hold,
locked away...
dark and cold...
waiting for the light of day.
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