Day 1270, sides. Day's pictures, Poetry The road is not lit by the light but by the darkness on its sides
Day 1268, tools. Day's pictures, Poetry The tools of a thinker a window to look from under a sunshade for the harsh light
Day 1267, lines. Day's pictures, Poetry From here I see lines coming together in the future when I wake on my side I am not so sure
Day 1265, muted. Day's pictures, Poetry This is an echo passing by from the past more refined maybe than before the details muted maybe lost?
Day 1264, in front. Day's pictures, Poetry I see it a few times a year laid out in front of me hoping it stays colorful and clean
Day 1263, ancient. Day's pictures, Poetry I see an ancient landscape where my roots are detached forever and my mind an artificial line Read more
Day 1262, leaf. Day's pictures, Poetry I detach and fall for a short time colors stay vibrant on the hard soil underneath the tree where I grew up
Day 1261, double mirror. Day's pictures, Poetry Two faces just before they disappear look at you telling you nothing
Day 1260, landing. Day's pictures, Poetry A last distorted landing wondering aimlessly ~ picking up a scent of where to die
Day 1259, clouds. Day's pictures, Poetry The wind is weak between the clouds where I slowly move and embrace my world til I am heavy and fall
Day 1258, fading out. Day's pictures, Poetry When the wind is over the horizon and the evening calms the dark sea reflects ~ your thoughts fall in silence with nothing Read more.
Day 1257, stuck. Day's pictures, Poetry A new hinge for an old door to open that room that you once closed Read more.