Tuesday, March 31, 2015

two views

some weeks ago i had the opportunity to be wandering the streets at night far from my home.

there's no point not telling you where i was; certainly you know.

alone on a cold night, with no plan or direction. fantastic.

the thing is, i am in love.

off in the corner? the one with the grey sweater, that's me.

and i can't remember how to get back home, because even though i know where i am (steps of the public library), all i remember is that the place i am going is on seventh OR eighth, and that the cross street has a four in it. or a three.

i thought: this would be an incredible place to go out of my head. easy to do. almost tempting. but bad, you know?

i wandered a long time and finally the street furniture looked familiar.

i went inside.

1 comment:

Cookie said...

I've said it before, but your photography skills are impressive. Both photos capture the sense of wonder that surrounds the mystical nature of love...


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