we were walking down catalpa
carrying an old chair
we smoked some grass
the chair was knoll
we passed by an old continental
funny that
the lake was ahead, frozen over
looked like a chocolate shell
cracked, like all of us
you said it looked like the end of the world
i blinked
when my eyes opened it sure felt like it
Lately I've been fixated on slow aperture speeds. You know just playing around with light and how it travels and refracts and reflects and things of that nature. How it creates little trails at it goes. Light is quite fascinating actually. All these random waves moving at speeds
Everything sounds like noise to me lately. I hope harmony can come. Also count the syllables on that.
Last year was disappointing to say the least. Running around in circles ultimately in vain. Connections severed or muddied or left incomplete. Mostly a year of befuddlement and pain. Oftentimes the two were linked. The combination of the two has left me in a position where I have more questions
in april of this year beth israel on the east side closed due to budget cuts. this is the continuation of a long process of hospital closures that began under the quasi literate hobgoblin the world knows as andrew cuomo(whose incompetence and general incuriosity about the world is closer