Monday, May 26, 2008


returning to home and the warm smiles and hands.  time and time again the urgency of time  is illustrated and then dissipated.  separating colors slip through my fingers as the memories now sort themselves out to be remembered, after all isn't that what this day is about, memories or the divergent ideas thereof.  attaching to one or the other i now can slip comfortably into routine or run into the gray drizzle...........

more memories......

1 comment:

Gregular said...

Your steering was shaking, not because of unbalanced wheels, but because of your right tire in your camp fire.