Friday, May 1, 2015

Where Are We?



picture source: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/375909900124059273/



In the restlessness of a dark night
we board the bus with empty seats
to a destination that isn't mapped.
And in these lost hours we stretch our legs
in residual back streets without light,
carouse with souls who don’t speak our language
and whose judgment is of no consequence
to those who evaporate with the dawn.




9 comments:

  1. Now that's strange piece of art, but I love it.

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  2. Crumbs, darling . . . are you sure you want to go there?
    Hope it is a return fare . . . cancel it and I shall take you to a much more interesting place . . . :)

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  3. and whose judgment is of no consequence

    to those who evaporate with the dawn.

    So many ways to look at it...

    Nice to know there's no judgment when the view is- the fleeting of time and your carefree.

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  4. I looove that pic of da bus with the unsure signage ... right out of my how my life is going ... once an immigrant, always an immigrant ... my kids have it so much easier ... Love, cat.

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  5. this is deep and beautifully penned and esp the last line blew my mind...so awesome! :)

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  6. hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay uh oh those sownd like vampires!!! keep yore garlik handy!!! ok bye

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