I do not like seeing
A little man fried in oil
limbs in motion
stilled by the heat
Contact
Haughty
Bugs unlike birds
do not flee my
innocent
port and shutter
Sunday
Mute observance
Woody’s
Chairs in the rain
I have troubled much
I have troubled much
with death, have trod
with feet bigger
than all my life combined.
Stay me, Lord!
Hold me here to
pray like a tree.
Ad Astra 4
Photo by Annegien
