mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
a tilt this way and then that, while the insects sing in the foreshadowing heat of summer to come
the Dopt splashes lumbering playful in the recesses of nature's runoff storage with its creek-like appearance. mì mini-meadow encompassed by mì microforest, I couldn't have possibly imagined more in terms of my hermitage Huntsville setting.
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