Friday, July 23, 2010

Low Resolution

Let me climb from the ocean to the sky.

To a place where the fences are meant to be looked through.

Where you can see the tiny flicker of lights burning, throwing shadows and beams of light, indiscriminate about what they choose and choose to hide.

Where decay and age are a necessary part of creating the beauty and decor of the surroundings.

And where serenity is a lone duck in a faded blue pond.


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