Particular glints, paired, remind. Of what,
I don't know, & it's driving me nuts,
divine center of I don't know what,
thus, awake, among other stimuli.
Shadows taller than our soul (Zeppelin's never cliche
to this Parmastani man, so shut your piehole). Photos frozen
in order of darkness, so why this is clearer than the next,
the auncient art of digital divination will spill, perhaps.
No? So tell me something.
This way is as good as any,
says the shrug.
Radiant addict.
Maybe I'm spineless.
Head full of crap.
Being & everythingness.
Ghosts, all of you,
save -- to be continued. I lied. The end. Amen. fin
14 comments:
The orbs were speaking to you last night. Or else it was the library pixies?
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They might have been, but their English was alien to my glossolalia.
We keep our pixies locked in the basement, so it's difficult to hear their complaints about the asbestos.
PWI again, RG? Paralyzed when you heard those fateful words 'Closing time. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.' It's about time somebody stood up to 'the man'.
Clues: unsteady cam, focused down, working its way up to get its bearings.
First time I've ever seen 'soul' used to rhyme w/ 'piehole'.
I was paralyzed once.... but I discovered Ex-Lax and now I can move again
I'm sorry ... that last comment was a little anal.
see, I been waiting for the Spirit of the Lord to move me.... but he was late
Graves, you swine!
Crap rhymes with perhaps=McArther Genius Grant!
Don't spend it all in one place, Clevelandistan.
Regards,
Tengrain
jim, I swear I went home after work. Only folks on 2am Clevelandia streets are those sleeping on grates that haven't yet been hassled by The Man.
okjimm, tried coming up with a poop deck joke, but all I could think of was the Browns' offense.
tengrain, if Henry K. can get a peace prize, I think I deserve 500k to sit on my ass whilst not having blood on my hands.
Yep "the man" sure could use an enema along with the town. But that's just my opinion. I know I know who asked for my opinion?...I'll shut up now.
That dotted-line arrow is pointing to the restroom across the street. You go down the alley, take the second right, then a left and go half a block. Oh, and the restroom is closed -- out of order.
Numinous colors, transparent sidewalks, reality shifting.. Is Cleveland burning? I like the mood.
I had an idea for a comment but I read okjimm's and almost peed in my pants from laughing.
okjimm rocks!
A coffee table book comes to mind entitled, "Escape From Cleveland". All your recent photos could be blown up super sized with the final page, a 20x20 glossy foldout image of the toll booth at Exit 10 on the Ohio Tpk.
It would seem your fellow Cleveland-ites could use a tutorial.
demeur, settle down, Joker.
tom, that's what tree lawns are for.
susan, figured that since I suck at night photography, might as well mutate what I see at least until the city actually begins to burn once Quetzalcoatl returns.
BB, damn kids never take anything seriously!
mrmacrum, as long as the forward is by Snake Plissken.
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