Day 1842, tool.

At work

I have more tools to cut

trim or straighten

all the access I encounter

then I have in my life


how strange.

Day 1239, staring in the wind.

Day 1239.jpg

This house

is somewhere

where the blue horizon starts

and the road ends

the weathered paint reminds you

of all the days

you just stood there

staring in the wind






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