Stormy Day Ferris

In a faded floral dress

and effusive smile

apostrophized by 

lively blue eyes,

hopeless to imagine

she ever slept.

At the playground

she swung highest 

and told everyone 

she's kicking the Sun.

   

Otium Dognitate

 

Cloud Swathed Sun

 

Angel's Regard

 

When Air Becomes Terror

When air becomes terror birds sing dirges.

The Sun's rays mock masked children 

scratching window panes.

Dust gathers on desks too close for hygienic concern,

playgrounds still as graveyards.

When air becomes terror billionaires sing paeans

for pharmaceutical corps and strictly enforced

cleansing of public space while their wealth 

spikes immensely. 

Tech (Statement by Jacques Ellul)

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Pictures from the Nature Preserve Park

Otters with heads shaved 

like Slaves of Christ

swam in columns down

canals.

One may have been

the reincarnated

Aquinas.

A Mother and her boys 

on a carousel,

mirrors captured me taking

taking photos.

In a white Volvo I was 

the driver playing music

that "always told a story"

as the boys laughed

in backseats. 

Purple Plush