dirge |
sitting on that frozen pier above the reflection of a negligent sunsomething dying or died of loveand in the unuttered stillness of twilightremoved in whispers ahead of our fittingwhile remnants of fl...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Nov 2008 00:46:00 GMT |
a visual summation with some words supplied (or wish its a dentists) |
These two pictures quite precisely depict my scenery while biking:In case you are not able to tell, or do not know cars well, that is a Porche, maybe a Ferrari. I don't know. I don't know cars. Whi...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 07:47:00 GMT |
They're a club. |
There was a very real threat of men hiding in that thick timber. Holding black tee shaped levers atop tiny red boxes with tenuous wires winding towards even teenier, but equally red, slender shaped s...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 11:36:00 GMT |
