The When and Where of It All. - Lately I've been ruminating on being basically an imprint. Not exactly a lasting effect, but an impression. I've also been thinking about the past; about...
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Downpours glut. Senses
and themselves. Hum
or drone to roar. Background
Coffee. Dog. Candles.
Ground. Light inside
stands out. Turns wet. Succumbs,
assimilates into noise.
Or more awake because
A camera is permission to look closer. To see through the surface. A deeper glance.
Patterns. Metaphors. Productions. On the house.
Newly framed, things
That there were train tracks next to Holiday Inns was a running joke. There always was. It became comforting.
Shaken awake at 2 a.m., the bed rattled out smiles.