depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats… Continue Reading “First day back”
Silurian mudstone slurps and settles a smattering of mollusced marine creatures petrified below seams of red sands yellowing old earth that would brick up city bounds from the footings of this foetid furor a landscape of upheaval spewed in volcanite fashion heat of empires forged… Continue Reading “Londonscape”
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